Carmela looked him straight in the eyes. The bruises Salomé arrived with six months ago speak louder than any words I could utter. Gonzalo’s face hardened.
I can get this place shut down. I can get you to lose your license.
I can make sure she never works with children again. I just need one phone call. What Gonzalo didn’t know was that Carmela had activated the security recording system as soon as she saw him arrive.
Every word, every threat was recorded. Leave, Mr. Fuentes.
I’m not going to hand that girl over to him, and if he threatens me again, I’ll use everything I have to destroy him. Gonzalo smiled coldly. I’ll be back, and when I do, I won’t be so nice.
Three hours later, Gonzalo returned.
This time he didn’t knock. His men broke down the door. Carmela was prepared. She had called the police after the first visit, but they still hadn’t arrived.
