Mateo’s hand moved to his gun. “What are you saying?”
“You have 24 hours before I send every email, every location, every confession to every newspaper in the country,” Elena said. “Including the part about how Inspector Mateo Vargas knowingly acted as my trigger man. Or… you can go to the ranch, do what the law cannot, and bury the list forever.” 365 correo policia
The north station was a cathedral of decay. Rain leaked through the shattered glass dome. Mateo wore no vest, no wire. Just his service pistol and a year’s worth of sleepless nights. Mateo’s hand moved to his gun