Chapter Six

She was the flower girl, how had he not recognised her? The concept had fazed him at first but then he decided that maybe because it had been a painful memory for him, one that he’d thought he’d never relive again but here it was, like a ghost from his past.

   He remembered that moment vividly but he couldn’t bring himself to think about it and now he wants to relive it but only as part of his revenge.

   Doña Bianca studied her son’s hard features from the dim-lit conference room. She knew that stony exterior all too well and deduced that whatever he was thinking couldn’t be anything good.

In spite of herself she hoped to God it’s not about that woman he’s been digging into. Lately. The last thing she needed right now is to have the p