The second piece of press was less surgical.
It appeared not in Crónica Lisboa but in a broader national outlet that had more reach and less need for social nicety. It ran on a Tuesday — Tuesdays, Camila was beginning to think, had a personal grievance against her — under a headline that asked a question the article was not really interested in answering: WHO IS THE WOMAN WHO HID THE VASCONCELOS HEIR?
This time there was her name. There was a photograph — taken in Porto, she judged by the background, from at least a year ago — of her outside the pharmacy where she'd worked, looking down at her phone. She looked ordinary in it. That was the point.
The article had done something the first hadn't: it had found people willing to speak. A former colleague from the Porto pharmacy who said Cam
