The monster wasn’t just looking for them; it had found them. It was out there, lurking.

Panic erupted in the waiting room. Rebeca ran to one of the prosecutor’s agents and showed him the screen. In a matter of seconds, the building mobilized.

Four patrol cars were immediately dispatched to the Tonalá office, while another team secured the exits of the Justice Center. Rebeca hugged Valeria in a safe room, feeling like her heart was going to burst.

The little girl was crying, gripped by an anxiety attack, convinced that the man would walk through the door at any second to carry out his deadly threats.

Two hours of pure agony passed. Two hours in which time seemed to stand still. Finally, a female detective in a tailored suit and with a stern expression entered the room. She sighed deeply and looked at Rebecca and the little girl.

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