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The night was moonless. Alberto climbed the jacaranda tree, his heart a drum of terror. He sliced the window pane, crawled inside, and found the drawer. As he touched the exam papers, a flashlight blazed.

The true war began with a stolen exam. The Fourth Year cadets had the answers to the chemistry final, guarded in a locked drawer in the Commandant’s office. El Esclavo needed them to avoid failing and repeating the year—a fate worse than death, for his father had promised to send him to a reformatory. libro la ciudad y los perros

The circle, he knew, would never end.

One Tuesday, a new cadet arrived. His name was Ricardo Arana, but they called him El Jaguar because of the way he stared—unblinking, golden, and cold. He did not flinch at the circle. He did not beg. When El Boa grabbed his collar, El Jaguar broke his nose with a headbutt. The night was moonless

The ringleader was known as El Esclavo —the Slave. He was thin, with cunning eyes that had learned to spot fear like a shark smells blood. His lieutenants were El Boa , a brute with fists like sledgehammers, and El Poeta , a quiet, bitter boy who wrote verses about death in a hidden notebook. As he touched the exam papers, a flashlight blazed

But El Poeta, who had been on the roof that morning, saw the truth. He saw El Esclavo hand the loaded rifle to El Boa. He saw El Boa aim not at a target, but at the back of El Jaguar’s head. He saw the premeditated murder—because El Jaguar was going to confess to Gamboa about the stolen exam.