CHAPTER 13

Christmas Eve arrived. It was a few hours before the beginning of the celebration.

The most disconcerting thing for Carla, in all her life, was not having recognized an evildoer, an obstacle of her boss Maximiliano Bastidas, some months ago. Or collaborating with the city's justice system, or with the authorities, to have one of the most wanted men in the whole country imprisoned. Much less that those events that happened not so long ago made her and Max interact better, get to know each other a little more, just a little, and come to feel something, a kind of attraction that could be summed up physically.

Nor was it finding out that her father had thought of her at a certain point in her life and left her an inheritance she did not want, much less signing a non-disclosure agreement and a prenuptial document, something she had never thought of doing, at least not under those circumstances and much less without a lawyer to back her up. What was truly disconcerting was receiving at home