Nini Salazar Roberts Novels & Stories

It was a woman, perhaps sixty years old, silver haired, dressed with the understated elegance of someone who had spent decades comfortable around wealth without ever needing to display it loudly. "Mrs. Ferreira," she said, her voice calm, cultured, entirely at odds with everything else this impossible day had thrown at me so far. "My name is Beatriz Salazar. I believe it is finally time the two of us spoke directly, rather than through the considerably less capable intermediaries I have been forced to rely on until now."