“What complaints? What are you talking about, Elias?”
Elias pulled out his cell phone and showed the messages Nicolás had sent him on the highway. He didn’t raise his voice. He didn’t make a scene. That, somehow, was harder to bear.
“Three reports. All dismissed. All involving minors.”
Mariana looked at her brother as if she had never really seen him before.
“That can’t be true.”
Rogelio adjusted his
