MIGUEL
The minute Catalina gave me the plate number, I handed it over to Andrés.
"Run it. I want to know everything, the owner, address, who they work for."
"On it boss," Andrés said, already pulling out his phone as he walked away.
I turned back to Catalina. She looked exhausted, maybe still a little shaken by everything she'd learned today. I hated that she had to go through all this because of me. I should have just let her live her life.
"You should rest," I said, reaching for her hand. "I'll handle this."
She hesitated. "Whatever you do, be careful."
A small smile tugged at my lips. She was actually worried about me. "I’m not alone, Catalina. I have an army…literally." I squeezed her hand gently. "You, on the other hand, need sleep. You need to rest."
She hesitated for a bit,
