جميع فصول : الفصل

Guilty on all counts."Santiago’s hand tightened around my fingers as the foreman’s voice cut through the heavy silence of the Miami Federal Courthouse. This was the bloodbath the papers promised. The Don of the Cruz family, Eduardo Cruz, wasn't some untouchable king anymore. He was just a dying old man in a tailored suit. Throughout the trial, he tried to pin the hit on Camila, calling him a rogue soldier, a twisted mistake. The jury didn't buy the senile act. They handed him a sentence that, for a man with one foot in the grave, was a one-way ticket to a pine box."It’s over, Lanka," Santiago rasped.The chaos outside the Rivera Manhattan Residence was just as loud, but inside, the air had finally cleared. Four months had passed since our son was born. Santiago was a different man with him. No more cold orders or distant stares. He handled the late-night feeds, the diaper changes, the quiet moments when the world felt like it wasn't made of bullets and betrayal."We’re calling him R