At that moment, his private phone rang sharply.
The caller ID showed it was his father.
Mendez frowned slightly, answering the phone with some impatience: "Hey, Dad, what's up? I'm busy..."
"You idiot! Immediately! Right now! Delete all that crap you've posted online! Not a single image, not a single word is allowed to stay!" On the other end, his father's voice was unprecedentedly furious.
Mendez was stunned by the yelling and instinctively argued: "I posted the truth! It's the voice of justice! Victor, he..."
"Shut up! What the hell do you know about justice?! Do you know who just called me?! Someone from the Ministry of Internal Security, called directly to my private number! They asked me if my son, Mendez Mendez, is spreading rumors and inciting subversion! If you want to die, don't drag the whole family with you!"
Mendez's face turned pale instantly, but he was still a bit defiant: "How can they do this? This is a violation of freedom of speech! I..."
