My husband took my children during the trial… but he had no idea my brother was arriving with 12 armored trucks.

children,” he told her.

But before getting in, Alejandro turned one last time.

“Esteban, I know you’re celebrating at the restaurant in Polanco. You made a reservation for three o’clock. We’ll arrive before dessert.”

Esteban let out a hollow laugh.

“You’re out of your mind. I am Esteban Cárdenas. I own banks, judges, newspapers, politicians. You can’t continue reading …