#Chapter66 The Real Guilty

Next day

I'm at a doctor's appointment for everyone in the office, but it's not like that. I am with Lucas and about to enter the DEA building in Miami to speak with Alejandro's supervisor and check if everything he has told us is accurate.

"Are you ready?" Lucas asks me and takes my hand.

"Let's go," I say, and we both start walking towards the door as if we were coordinated.

Lucas opens it and lets me pass first. As soon as we arrive at the reception, a woman with copper hair greets us. "Good morning. How can we help you," she asks politely. I...