Chapter 7

Max's Pov

Like destiny, she was standing right in front of him. The wounds of the past, hurt like it was yesterday. Rodrigo could feel the muscles of his heart tightening like he was going to have an attack. 

"Pandora" He muttered underneath his breath. His eyes instantly gathered tears, recalling the sight of her kissing that old man by the strippers club. 

The woman he loved, became nothing but a whore, selling her body, the thing he hated the most. 

....

"Rodrigo, we have to find a way to enter Lacoste's bedroom, we must be discreet as possible. This is an opportunity, we must make use of it." Detective Phillipe's eyes gleamed with anger. 

Rodrigo could hear his voice, but his gaze was fixed on Pandora, hiding away from her, yet he couldn't resist staring. His gaze followed her, as she walked away from the crowd. 

"Rodrigo!" Sanchez hit his chest erupting him from his reverie. 

"I'm sorry, I was distrac