For not paying a debt on time

I was quietly in my apartment. I had just had breakfast, and it was Sunday. I wasn't thinking of going out or receiving visitors. My girlfriend, a doctor, was on duty at the hospital. My goal was simply to rest and watch some series on a platform. The doorbell rang at that moment. I was only wearing some slips, as clothing. It was summer and it was hot. In fact, I already had the air conditioning connected in a moderate way.

"Yes?" I asked from my side of the door. A hoarse voice, but loaded with kindness, answered me... "Excuse me, sir, are you Alfredo Hurtado?"

"I have a package for you," the voice added.

I wasn't expecting any package, but I opened the door confidently to check, peeking out my head, since I also didn't plan to show off the red mini slips I was wearing. When I opened the door, a pistol with a silencer was placed on my forehead, and a hooded man, with a balaclava, indicated that I should step back, bringing his index finger to his mouth, in the classic signal, not to say a word….

Behind him, two more men, also with balaclavas, entered.

(I'll continue at another time)