44. We're Not Meant to Be
Alexandra
Starting today, I'm going to keep an eye on young Peña, so I decided to arrive earlier. I stay in my car for a moment because I want to know who's bringing her. Despite my exhaustion, I couldn't rest yesterday. My head is a mess trying to figure out how much she's involved and how much she can help us if my suspicions are correct, and she's deeply involved. It would be a shame, but it's the only way we could get close to those despicable criminals. I look through the rearview mirror and see her getting out of a vehicle, although I can't see who it is, probably a relative. I call my partner to give him instructions.
"Horacio, she's arrived. I'm going to give you a license plate number and find out who it belongs to. I want to know who she arrives with
