“Where did you get the money!?”
His voice bounced off the walls.
I wiped my lips with the napkin, looked straight into his eyes, and said without trembling:
“From the same place you get what you hide from me.”
And in that moment, I saw his legs weaken.
Part 2
Javier took a step back as if the floor had moved beneath him. He grabbed the back of the chair, trying to keep the posture of a confident man, but the color drained from his face.
“What are you saying, Valeria?” he asked quietly now, as if he suddenly cared whether the neighbors could hear.
I set the fork down carefully.
“I’m saying I’m not stupid. And now I understand why you liked putting that lock there so much.”
He swallowed. His eyes moved to the refrigerator, as if the metal could protect him from the conversation.
