CHAPTER 48
A LEAD
Carlos rolled out the kinks in his shoulder and stretched out his arms in a yawn. He peered at his phone. The screen displayed midnight, and the lights in Pedro’s house were off. He rested his head back against the car seat, waiting for movement from his uncle’s house. He thought about Blanca’s past, his heart breaking. She had experienced multiple traumas, each one overwhelming for an adult let alone a ten-year-old child. Now, she’d have to find out her father was a murderer. Too many secrets.
He shook those thoughts away to focus. The minutes and hours passed by with no movement, no sound from his uncle’s house. Carlos struggled to keep his eyes open in the stillness of the night, his eyes drooping and his head falling back against the headrest. His breathing shallow
