Chapter 41

At about 5 am in the morning, he sneaked into the house. He found his wife still asleep on the bed. Instead of laying right next to her, Max thought of staying in the living room. He grabbed milk from the refrigerator and poured it into a glass.

As he took his laptop to work, he picked up the ID he had placed on the table and flipped it over.

"Pandora Herrera." He sighed, staring at the name that gave him chills all over his body. He searched the name on the internet, but nothing was shown. There was no evidence, no clues, no information about the case his chief had given to him.

Max thought that maybe it was all to stop him from chasing Jose Del Lacoste. But it didn't, neither could his wife. He couldn't let his foster father die and have his murderer roaming around like he owned the town. In order to make sure Jose doesn't emerge as the next president of Mexico, he must find proof to pu