Part 1
The coffee cup was trembling in my hands when I heard my daughter’s voice behind the office door.
At that moment I knew I was fired.
Perhaps something worse.
My name is Sofia Navarro.
She was 34 years old and had been working for 8 months as a cleaning lady at the residence of Vicente Castañeda, in a private area of Zapopan.
That house looked like a luxury hotel.
Marble floors.
Paintings that probably cost more than my apartment.
Black SUVs coming and going at all hours.
Men
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