It was a betrayal designed with patience, precision… and no room for mercy.
The Rumor — and the Sound That Nearly Killed Him
Ricardo felt the air leave his chest.
Yet his foot hovered, frozen, just above the accelerator.
A child’s scream tore through his thoughts like glass shattering:
“She cut the brakes!”
The words echoed again and again.
Ricardo’s eyes snapped to the rearview mirror.
Sofía.
She stood near the villa’s window, no more than thirty meters away. In her hand, something glinted. At first glance, a phone—but she wasn’t calling anyone. She wasn’t texting. She wasn’t even moving.
She was watching.
