Robles went pale.
Don Chema looked at Lucía.
“Forensic what?”
Lucía finally laughed.
“Numbers, Papá.”
“Oh.”
“Complicated numbers.”
“That sounds terrible.”
Even Judge Vargas almost smiled.
PART 2: THE THREE LITTLE GIRLS HE SAVED WALKED INTO COURT—AND THE PRINCIPAL’S FACE WENT WHITE
