Papers. Invoices. Copies. Photographs. Everything was there… except the memory.
His heart began to beat in his ears.
It couldn’t be.
I couldn’t.
It was their only proof.
The video clearly showed Paula Aguilar and lawyer Salgado falsifying documents and altering records to blame him for an embezzlement he never committed.
That video was their salvation.
And he wasn’t there.
Cold sweat ran down his back.
“Sir…” she whispered, her voice breaking. “I can’t find the proof.”
Rojas looked at him with annoyance.
-That?
—The USB drive… isn’t here.
The lawyer closed his eyes in resignation.
—Then we’re lost.
Salgado was already smiling at the front.
Paula kept her gaze lowered, but her lips formed an almost imperceptible smile.
The judge reviewed the file.
—Does the defendant present additional evidence?
Rojas sighed.
—Your Honor… no.
The hammer of fate seemed about to fall.
And then…
The courthouse door opened.
Everyone turned around.
A secretary rushed in, walked over to the judge, and handed her something wrapped in a handkerchief.
Andrés felt a blow to his chest.
