Chapter 122

• IT WAS early evening by the time Dasan and Hanola arrived at the Hacienda Primaro. He’d made several phone calls as he drove, speaking in Spanish so rapidly she caught very little of the conversation other than mention of Riveras in a tone so vehement she shivered.
• Whatever Dasan decided to do with the man couldn’t be punishment enough. Admitting that made her wonder if she’d become as ruthless as her husband, or if this was the closure she’d desperately sought and found.
• “Tell Señora Barrosa I wish to speak with her now,” Dasan said to the housekeeper as soon as they walked in the door.