Camila tossed her pen onto the conference table, leaning back in her chair with a relieved sigh.
"Alright, team," she announced, "that wraps up the Q3 marketing deep dive. Great ideas all around. Let's get those campaigns drafted by the end of next week."
Her marketing director, Flores, gave her a thumbs-up, already tapping on her laptop. The rest of the department started gathering their notes, the hum of their excited chatter filling the room.
Camila pushed her chair back, stretching her arms above her head. It was good to get that out of the way.
Her office was just a few steps down the hall. She headed towards it, pulling out her phone to check for any texts or missed calls from Antonio, Abuelo—some good news, anything.
But an unknown number flashed on the screen.
She paused, fro
