His whole upbringing — the story of his parents dying together, Ramona’s insistence on forgetting the past — began to unravel. He remembered hushed conversations, locked drawers, men in suits visiting Ramona when he was young.
And he remembered Ramona’s tone whenever he asked about his mother: firm, final, unshakeable.
Your parents are gone. Don’t bring it up again.
But now he held proof that at least his mother had been alive long enough to love him — and long enough for someone to lie about it.
He needed help. So he called Mario Santillán, an experienced private investigator he trusted.
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