Before Being Executed, His Daughter Whispers Something That Leaves the Guards in Shock… Just before being executed, a prisoner asks for one last wish: to be allowed to speak with his little daughter Salomé.

Before Being Executed, His Daughter Whispers Something That Leaves the Guards in Shock… Just before being executed, a prisoner asks for one last wish: to be allowed to speak with his little daughter Salomé.

Why did I wait five years to use this? Because I needed Salomé to be safe. And because I needed someone to believe me. Someone with the power to take this to court. Someone like you at the Santa María home. Salomé drew, but this time they weren’t scenes of terror. She drew a small house, a bright sun, and three figures holding hands: a man, a woman, and a little girl. Carmela watched her from the doorway. After everything that had happened, after Gonzalo’s attempt to take her away, the girl seemed calmer, as if she knew something was changing.

“Can I sit with you?” Carmela asked. Salomé nodded. Carmela looked at the drawing. “Is that your family?” Salomé nodded again. You miss them. The little girl stopped drawing. She looked at Carmela with those enormous eyes that seemed to see beyond the walls. And then, for the first time in days, she spoke. “My mom told me to keep it a secret,” she whispered. “She told me that when the time came, I would know what to do. The time came, Mrs. Carmela. I told Dad that Mom is alive.”

I told her that she visits me in my dreams and tells me to be strong. Carmela felt tears streaming down her cheeks. « Is your mom alive, sweetheart? » « Yes, and she’s going to save us all. » Just then, Carmela’s phone rang. It was Dolores Medina. « Carmela, listen carefully. Sara Fuentes is alive. I have proof that Ramiro is innocent. We’re on our way to court. I need you to keep Salome safe until this is all over. » « How long? » « Less than 24 hours. »

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If all goes well, Ramiro will be free tomorrow, and Salomé will have a family again. Dolores, Sara, and Martín traveled all night back to the city. Time was their worst enemy. There were fewer than 18 hours left until Ramiro’s execution. They arrived at Dolores’s house at dawn. Carlos was waiting for them with news. Gonzalo is in pretrial detention, but his lawyers are moving heaven and earth to get him out. Aurelio has activated all his connections. If we don’t act quickly, they’re going to bury this.

“They’re not going to bury anything,” Dolores said. “We have Sara’s recordings, we have Martín’s testimony, we have Salomé’s drawing analyzed by a forensic psychologist, we have the forged will, and we have the alleged victim, alive and willing to testify.” “Who do we present all this to?” Carlos asked. “Aurelio is a judge; he has contacts in every court.” “Not all of them,” Dolores said. “There’s one judge Aurelio hasn’t been able to corrupt. Judge Fernanda Torres is old school, a woman of integrity, and she owes me a favor from 20 years ago.”

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