SABINE'S POINT OF VIEW
We were seated in Raphael's office. Raphael, Valeria, and my husband stood as the elderly woman Dominic had hugged outside sat on the chair in front of the large desk made of oak wood
She looked at me with a mix of shock and pity as she fought tears, a tissue was placed next to her as she trembled, staring at me as though she was seeing a ghost
"Raphael, what is the meaning of this?" Dominic asked as he looked at Estella in what looked like confusion and fear. The tall king of the Brazilian cartel simply sighed before he kissed his wife's hand and walked over to his huge frame in his office behind his chair
It was a picture of the french revolution, the woman in the middle dressed in a white dress with a scarlet scarf lay tied around her waist as she hoisted a hu
