Victor sat alone in his dimly lit room, the soft glow of his phone illuminating his face as he stared at a message he'd received three days ago. His earlier triumph over Xavier now seemed distant, overshadowed by this unexpected information.
"Selena meeting with Roberto Vega at Café Rosario. Thursday. 2 PM."
The message had come from his informant. Victor's jaw tightened as he studied the attached photo showing Selena and Roberto huddled in conversation at a corner table.
"Roberto Vega," Victor whispered to the empty room, the name tasting bitter on his tongue.
He leaned back in his leather chair, memories flooding back from five years ago. Roberto had been young then, ambitious, one of Victor's most trusted men—until greed corrupted him. Victor had caught him skimming from shipments,
