HE WAS SCHEDULED TO DIE AT 6 PM, BUT HIS DAUGHTER WHISPERED A SECRET—AND THE JUDGE TURNED PALE

with trembling fingers.

Inside was an old photograph.

Mariana.

Sitting in front of a green wall.

Thinner.

Her hair cut short.

Dark circles beneath her eyes.

But alive.

A sound escaped Miguel that was neither a sob nor a scream.

It was something worse.

The sound of a man being forced to take his soul back.

Written on the back of the photo was an address and a continue reading …