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.

full of tears.

“No. Because you made the mistake of sending that photograph from a phone that was switched on.”

Leonel raised his own phone.

He had traced the location.

Esteban’s men were already moving toward a warehouse in Naucalpan.

Saúl’s smile vanished.

Elvira’s too.

Montenegro had underestimated the maid.

And Esteban’s aunt had just understood that the continue reading …