ORLANDA’S ride rolled to a slow stop before the grand iron gates of the Escobar mansion. Her eyes widened as she took in the vast estate before her. It was her first time stepping foot into the residence of the Escobar elders, and she could tell at first glance that this place carried more than just wealth, it carried history, secrets, and shadows.

The mansion was majestic, an architectural wonder standing tall with antique stone walls, intricately carved balconies, and a wide circular driveway adorned with blooming marigolds and towering cypress trees. The sun cast golden reflections off the massive windows, and a fountain in the shape of a lion...