Chapter 4 - Adrián's Uncle Wasn't FinishedThe next morning, Adrián called Lucía.
“I need to see you.”
She almost refused.
Then he said:
“I found something about my uncle.”
She agreed.
They met in a café.
Adrián looked exhausted.
“I've spent all night going through my father's files.”
“And?”
“My uncle was moving money.”
“How much?”
“Millions.”
“Where?”
“Into accounts connected to Esteban.”
Lucía stared.
“My father?”
“Yes.”
“Why?”
“I don't know.”
Then Adrián placed a folder on the table.
“There is one payment made twenty-five years ago.”
Lucía read the name.
Her mother's.
She froze.
“My mother received money?”
Adrián nodded.
“Why?”
“That's what I can't figure out.”
Lucía stared at the amount.
It was enormous.
Her mother had always lived modestly.
She had never spent anything close to that.
“Maybe she was paid to disappear.”
Adrián shook his head.
“No.”
“Why not?”
“Because the money was returned.”
“Returned?”
“Yes.”
“By whom?”
Adrián looked at her.
“Rafael.”
Lucía's heart stopped.
Her mother had not been bought.
She had been protected.
Then why had the payment existed?
Adrián opened another document.
It was a threat.
Take the money and disappear, or the child dies.
Lucía felt sick.
Her uncle had threatened her life when she was a baby.
Rafael had intervened.
And Esteban had disappeared.
The entire story was becoming clear.
But one question remained.
Why had Esteban returned now?
Adrián answered it.
“Because the inheritance becomes yours today.”
Lucía looked at him.
“Today?”
“Yes.”
“You're saying…”
“You turned twenty-five this morning.”
The inheritance was legally hers.
And it was worth more than fifty million dollars.
Lucía stared at the documents.
“So that's why everyone suddenly cares.”
Adrián lowered his eyes.
“Not everyone.”
She looked at him.
“What do you mean?”
“I don't care about the money.”
“You cared about status.”
“Yes.”
“You humiliated me.”
“I know.”
“You thought I was beneath you.”
“I was arrogant.”
“You were cruel.”
“I know.”
Lucía stood.
“Then prove you're different.”
“How?”
“Tell the truth.”
Adrián looked at her.
“About what?”
“Your uncle.”
He nodded.
“I will.”
They left the café together.
But someone had been watching them.
A black car followed.
Inside was Esteban.
He watched his daughter walk away.
Then he made a call.
“It's time.”
A voice answered.
“Are you sure?”
“Yes.”
“What about Rafael?”
“Take care of him.”
The call ended.
That evening, Rafael's house was attacked.
The guards were overwhelmed.
The power was cut.
Lucía was taken.
When she woke, she was inside an unfamiliar room.
Her hands were tied.
Esteban stood in front of her.
She stared at him.
“You did this.”
He shook his head.
“No.”
“Then who?”
The door opened.
Adrián's uncle walked inside.
May you like
He smiled.
“Me.”
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