The maid straightened the master’s tie and whispered a chilling warning—but what she said about the driver changed everything he thought he knew.

her false name, would be the easiest one to erase.

Minutes later, Abril entered the master bedroom carrying a freshly pressed shirt.

Esteban stood before the mirror in black, struggling to tie a burgundy tie.

He had a scar on his right wrist, and his fingers didn’t move easily.

“You,” he said without turning. “Come here. Fix continue reading …