Chapter 95

With every floor the elevator descended, the image of Estela falling replayed in his mind like a nightmare. The sound of her body hitting the ground still hammered in his ears.

When he reached the lobby, time seemed to slow down.

A few people were there, shocked and frozen. The night-shift receptionist was holding the phone with trembling hands, her voice breaking as she spoke to emergency services.

“Yes… she fell… I think she’s dead. We’re at the Avelar Building, Business Center. Pl