The sentence was interrupted by a severe coughing fit. He almost fainted.
Miguel made a quick gesture to the lawyers.
Take him to the room. Now.
The two men led him inside.
The door slammed shut.
Clara stood in the middle of the room, her heart racing.
Miguel approached her.
Close enough for her to see the tension in his eyes.
He spoke in a low voice:
You have no idea what you’re getting yourself into.
My grandfather isn’t as frail as he seems.
And you’re not as innocent as he thinks either.
Clara clenched her fists.
– What do you want?
