The truck tore down the dirt road faster than I would have liked, but my hands on the wheel were steady. My heart, on the other hand, was a mess. Gustavo's call still echoed in my ears: *"He did something serious. I need you to come."*
I looked in the rearview mirror. The ranch was getting smaller, but the image of Alice in the middle of the party, laughing with Helen, with the girls in her belly, was etched in my mind. I couldn't fail her. I couldn't let Daniel destroy once more the peace we'd taken so long to build.
Gustavo's office was in a commercial building downtown, a simple but organized space, with stacked files and a coffee machine that seemed to run on miracles. When I walked in, he was already standing, his face serious.
"Marco. Sit down."
"Skip it. Just tell me what happen
