Lucía Sandoval had already made peace with death i…

it was something colder, something Lucía recognized too late.

“Emiliano,” Oscar warned, “you better stop talking.”

The boy flinched.

Lucía moved as much as her restraints allowed, putting herself between Oscar and her son. “Do not speak to him.”

Oscar laughed without humor. “You still think you get to give orders? Look where you are.”

The words should have continue reading …