I stared at the board, as if I couldn’t focus my eyes.
—You always said that you worked in systems.
“I didn’t lie to you,” he replied. I just didn’t tell you the whole truth.
“Then why were the police at my sister’s house?”
“Because three weeks ago we detected a huge illegal transfer,” he said. Millions of pesos moved through false foundations. Everything led to a single residential address.
I swallowed hard.
“From whom?”
There was a long, heavy pause.
“Your sister’s.”
I felt the air leave me.
“That’s impossible. Mariana is a nurse.
“That’s precisely why it worked,” he said. They used her name and address without her knowledge. Someone nearby was using his network and mailbox to move the money.
My mind started putting pieces together.
“Your husband?”
“Yes,” Daniel replied. Marco.
I thought of Marco’s forced smiles. In their expensive watches. In those “consulting jobs” that I never knew how to explain well.
“I found out last night,” he continued. Marco didn’t just launder money. He is linked to a criminal group under federal investigation. Arms trafficking. Money was the least of it.
I felt nauseous.
“Then why the party?”
“That’s when I panicked,” he said. Marco did not know that the operation would be today, but he knew that the siege was closing. When you told me you were there with Emma… I understood that they could be used as hostages.
My heart was racing.
“The police…?”
“He brought forward the operation,” he replied. Because I activated an emergency alert.
I slumped against the seat.
“You saved us.
“No,” he said quietly. I put you in danger for not telling you the truth sooner.
That night, Mariana called me crying. Marco had been arrested in front of everyone. They found weapons hidden in the basement. Money hidden within the walls. Fake IDs.
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