Chapter 15 - The Price of the Children

Chaos erupted.
Federal agents locked down the building.
Elena demanded answers.
âHow did he get them?â
No one knew.
The children had been transferred to a protected residence that morning.
Only five officials knew the address.
Alejandro immediately understood.
âThereâs another leak.â
Vivian shook her head.
âNot another.â
âThe same one.â
Samuel Crane had spent decades building connections.
Judges.
Attorneys.
Security contractors.
Government officials.
Someone inside the protection operation was compromised.
Rafael called one hour later.
This time, he wanted Elena.
âCome alone.â
âWhere?â
âYou remember the clinic outside Homestead?â
Elenaâs face went white.
âThat clinic burned.â
âNot all of it.â
Rafael instructed her to arrive before midnight.
No police.
No trackers.
In exchange, the children would live.
Alejandro refused.
Elena looked at him.
âThey are our children.â
âAnd heâll kill you.â
âHe has spent three years trying to control me because I was afraid.â
âIâm done being afraid.â
Federal agents prepared a covert operation.
But Vivian warned them.
âRafael knows procedure.â
âHeâll scan vehicles.â
âCheck drones.â
âMonitor cellular traffic.â
Alejandro looked at the map.
âThereâs another entrance.â
Elena remembered it too.
During her captivity, clinic staff had occasionally transported laundry through an abandoned agricultural road behind the property.
Alejandro would use it.
Near midnight, Elena approached the burned clinic alone.
Rafael stood beneath a damaged awning.
Samuel Crane was beside him.
Elena stopped.
âYouâre both here.â
Crane smiled.
âFamily reunions have become fashionable.â
âWhere are my children?â
Rafael pointed toward the building.
âAlive.â
Elena walked closer.
âWhat do you want?â
Crane produced legal documents.
âThe infrastructure trust.â
âYou sign voluntary transfer.â
âYou record a statement clearing us.â
âAnd you permanently leave the United States.â
Elena looked at Rafael.
âAnd Alejandro?â
Rafael smiled.
âHe survives.â
Crane glanced at him.
Rafael corrected himself.
âFor tonight.â
Elena realized something.
Rafael and Crane no longer trusted each other.
That division could save them.
She picked up the pen.
Then looked toward Crane.
âBefore I sign, I want one thing.â
âWhat?â
âI want to know which one of you killed Eduardo Castillo.â
Rafael looked at Crane.
May you like
Crane looked at Rafael.
And that single glance told Elena everything.