he had prepared a cruel trap.

Lucía said softly. “She laughed… said I signed it over.”

I gripped the wheel tightly.

Not rage. Not yet.

I picked up my phone.

“Attorney Medina. I need you today. Not tomorrow. Today.”

Lucía looked at me, holding her sleeping baby.

“What are you going to do?”

I looked at her, at the cold, at the injustice.

“I’m going to teach them something they should have continue reading …