CHAPTER THREE★ Playground – Midday ★The sun hammered down on the schoolyard, children's laughter bouncing off brick walls. Isadora, pigtails bobbing, chased a butterfly across the grass, her delighted giggles carrying on the breeze.Alma, the family's trusted housemaid, watched from a nearby bench, her eyes sharp and vigilant. Rafael's warning from that morning still echoed in her mind: *If they want to hurt me, they'll come through what I love most. Trust me, Alma, keep my princess safe.*A maintenance worker lingered by the side gate, dressed in blue overalls with a cap pulled low over his face. He held a clipboard, but his eyes weren't on the fence he was supposedly inspecting. They were locked on Isadora.He slipped the latch and stepped inside, moving with calculated precision.Alma's instincts flared. Something was wrong."Isadora! Come here, now!" she barked, already moving toward the child.The man's hand went to his coat, reaching for something.Before he could pull it out,
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