Breno’s POVI watched Gisele as she talked on the phone, and without a doubt, she was a cunning criminal full of tricks. I cannot deny that curiosity was eating away at me. Who could she have called? My bet was that she was warning this Rita person about a police officer's sudden interest in past events, but I could not be certain since she had used an old telephone, the kind that did not even have redial capability. I was surprised that thing still worked.As soon as she left the room, I expressed my curiosity to the detective."I am wondering who this woman called," I said, still looking at the door."My friend, this little woman is quite the shady character. She thinks she is very clever, but she forgot she is in a police station. I also want to know if she called any accomplices." The detective smiled and walked to the desk.The detective opened the top drawer and beckoned me over. There was a caller ID device that he explained was connected to the phone and recorded both incoming
Gisele’s POVHow did I end up here, in this tiny, stinking cell? It was impossible that one of my clients reported me. And where was that idiot cop I paid to give me information about the investigations? I gave him good money every month. But he was not among those who arrested me. Something had gone wrong, but what was it? Either way, I had to think of a way to get out of here fast."Face the wall and hands behind your back," a police officer said as he approached the cell.I did what he ordered without questioning. I had not said a word yet and would continue to stay silent. It was better not to make trouble. He handcuffed me and took me to a room where two men were already sitting and waiting. One was the detective who arrested me, with a huge grin on his face as if he had won the lottery. The other one was not among those who arrested me - who could he be?"Gisele! What a pleasure to have you in my humble police station. I hope you're enjoying your stay, but it will be short. By to
Manuela’s POVFlavian entered the room looking like he had just returned from battle. His eyes were tired, and he seemed dejected. I was worried about him; whatever he had heard during that phone call surely wasn't good. I ran to him and hugged him, desperate to know if he was okay."More or less, little one. Let's sit down, I need to tell you all something," Flavian led me to the sofa and began speaking in a solemn voice. "My friend who's helping me investigate this whole situation called me. They arrested Gisele, and all evidence indicates she was the one who delivered your first wife's baby, Orlando.""That's good news, isn't it?" Cam asked uncertainly."Yes, it is." Flavian gave a weak smile."But how can we be sure this woman is the one the maid called that day?" My father seemed uncertain."My friend is at the police station where she's being held, he's going to talk to her," Flavian explained."And what's the problem, Flavian?" My father wanted to know, as it was clear there was
Flavian’s POVWe were in the eye of the hurricane with Manu's situation, but I never thought this hurricane would hit me even harder. I thought Sabrina was a closed chapter in my life. When Breno mentioned her name, I found it strange since he never knew about her existence, but when he told me why, I felt like I had been hit by a train and thrown somewhere else. I didn't feel the glass falling from my hand, didn't notice Manu approaching; my head was spinning, and my vision was blurry.Almost automatically, I asked him to send me a copy of the documents; I needed to get to the bottom of this. I felt Manu's gentle touch on my arm, looked at her, but everything was a blur in front of me. Slowly, I realized the glass I had been holding was no longer in my hand and saw it shattered on the floor. I made a move to bend down and pick up the pieces, but Manu held me back. She wanted to know if I was okay, but I didn't know what to answer, so I asked for a minute and went to the bedroom.When
Manuela’s POVBetween talking with Cam, who told me more about his mother, and Flavian explaining about each object found in the storage unit belonging to Rose, the maid who died or was killed, the morning flew by. Before starting to read the diary, I decided to prepare lunch and make the minced meat with mashed potatoes that was my father's favorite dish. Olivia helped me and took care of dessert. We were spoiling my father."Daughter, your grandmother taught you well, you cook just as well as she did," my father smiled at me after lunch. "And you, Olivia, make the best flan in the world."Olivia was gloating and we were laughing. It was a moment of peace amid the chaos that had overtaken us. Flavian's phone rang and he left the table to answer it, taking his glass of juice with him.The sound of the glass shattering in the living room was enough to draw my attention to Flavian standing in the middle of the room with the glass shattered on the floor. I got up and hurried to him, arriv
Breno’s POVI was off duty, thinking about calling Flavian to check if there was any news about the storage unit where we found the key, since he told me his sister-in-law knew where it was and would go check it out. But it was still early for a weekend, I would have to control my anxiety. That was when my cell phone rang - it was my friend, the one I had asked to keep an eye on Gisele and investigate what she had been up to, since he was a police officer in the city where she was living."Hey, partner," I answered the phone enthusiastically. Could he have some news for me?"My friend, Breno. Do you think your detective friend could get me a position at his police station too?" My friend laughed."Depends. What do you have for me?" I perked up, certain that my friend had found something."The woman you asked me to investigate was just arrested," he laughed. "We just shut down her illegal abortion clinic.""No way!" That surprised me."Yeah. She was posing as a doctor and performing ill