Chapter 12

The sleek black car glides to a stop, and I find myself frozen in my seat, my heart pounding against my ribs. As the door opens, I'm greeted by the warm Mexican air, heavy with the scent of blooming flowers and sun-baked earth. Before me stands a grand estate, its imposing façade a blend of colonial elegance and modern luxury.

Stepping out of the car, my legs feel weak, and I have to steady myself. The estate looms before me, a beautiful prison of terracotta walls and wrought-iron balconies. Lush gardens sprawl in every direction, vibrant bougainvillea climbing the walls and palm trees swaying gently in the breeze. It's a paradise, but the knot in my stomach reminds me of its true nature.

Rafael emerges from the car behind me, his presence immediately commanding attention. He's dressed impeccably in a crisp white linen shirt and tailored dark trousers, looking every bit the powerful man he is. I watch as an older gentleman approaches, his silver-streaked hair catching th