Lucía.
“Are you the founder?”
Lucía was silent for several seconds.
“Yes.”
Then:
“And I don’t want you telling them.”
“I won’t.”
“If they know what the company is worth, they’ll come.”
Clara took a slow breath.
“I think they already are.”
Two days later, their parents appeared at Clara’s home in Madrid.
They didn’t ask how she was doing.
They wanted to know what Lucía had discovered.
How much money she had.
Whether she was “still upset over that little misunderstanding.”
Clara calmly placed her old medical records on
