We flew back to the US early morning. We did not let my mother know that we are flying around today. What she learned was we are staying until the weekend to sort Frank's finances and assets. We had a sleepless night, and Sam constantly checked on his men about Arturo and my mother.
When we arrived, it was already a bit late in the evening. I slept most of the flight because I barely slept last night.
Samuel's men picked us up at the airport and brought us to the hospital. I was nervous and scared at the same time. What will I say to my mother when I see her? What would be her alibi? What would my father say?
When we reached the hospital, Samuel had a grim look on his face. He gripped my hand, and we went to the elevator. The ride up was tense and nerve-racking. The elevator opened, and
