A 12-year-old girl spotted a single altered digit on his license plate… then quietly whispered, “Follow me.”

and greenhouse on the property.

Her hair was pulled back with a red band.

Her face was pale.

And her eyes held the kind of fear no child should carry.

“Abril, not now,” Santiago said. “I’m late.”

“Please,” she whispered. “Don’t let them see you.”

Santiago frowned.

“Who?”

But Abril was already drawing him toward the side of the driveway, behind a row of large continue reading …