Lucas felt the impact immediately. Montoya was his father’s longtime lawyer.
“What does Montoya have to do with this?” he asked.
Valeria answered too fast. “Nothing.”
“I heard it,” Eva insisted. “Today. With the mirror clause.”
Lucas turned to the lawyer. “What’s a mirror clause?”
Silence.
Valeria clung to his arm. “You don’t have to answer anyone.”
“If I go in,” Eva said urgently, “they won’t let you leave without signing.”
Lucas pulled out his phone and dialed. Speaker on.
“Mr. Moreno,” Montoya’s voice answered smoothly. “Congratulations. I’m ready for the signing.”
“What signing?” Lucas asked.
A pause.
“The post-ceremony confirmation,” Montoya said.
“The one that activates the mirror clause?” Lucas pressed.
Silence again.
That was enough.
Chaos followed—guards moving, a hooded man trying to grab Eva, Lucas stepping in front of her. Accusations flew. Cameras recorded everything.
“Take me to where you heard it,” Lucas said.
She led him to a side passage, cold stone walls, a small wooden door with a crack beneath it. Dust on the floor. Proof someone had been there.
She pulled a torn piece of paper from her pocket. “This fell.”
Printed text. A partial stamp. Underlined words.