Chapter 103

CATALINA'S POV In my chest, the guilt was like a tempest. I always saw the faces of the people I had harmed when I closed my eyes. Piece by piece, my family was ripped apart. And me? I was meant to be the binding agent. Rather, it was I who broke under the strain. My fingers twitched as if they were on their own as I paced the room. What if everything falls apart? I pondered. What happens if they discover what I'm doing? However, I was unable to stop. Not right now. I couldn't resist the chance to inflict pain on Santiago directly before my eyes. I looked at my phone once more. The shipment was due to arrive tonight. Large. Santiago can't ignore it. I had to ensure it didn't pass through. A voice from the shadows asked, "Are you sure this is going to work?" I pivoted. Miguel, one of Camila's men, was there. His eyes were suspicious and piercing. I tried to sound calm as I said, "It has to." "We'll have a chance to breathe if Santiago's hold loosens even a bit." He gave a slow nod, but