Chapter 18

Joana's POV

Just before ten o’clock at night, I made an appointment with my most powerful and valuable contact in the whole country. I knew it was not a very worthy time for professional or merely innocent conversations, but it was also the only time when my security guards could follow me to a gated community and not attract suspicion or other people's eyes.

Despite the years of relationship, we never used our homes for any sexual encounter, so he was well prepared for the kind of subject I intended to keep that night. Even under a rain that promised to become heavy, Dennis Santos welcomed me at the door of his pompous residence, opening a smile as he watched my car and the security guard car right behind.

The men dressed in black and with frowns on their faces followed me to every corner, and had remained very stealthy during my visit to the prison. There, they did not make the slightest effort to hide, suspicious even of the shadows that the full moon caused on