From the top of the stairs, four small faces peeked out.
Alejandro turned.
“Do you see those children?” he said quietly.
“They survived starvation. Abuse. Abandonment.”
He stepped closer.
“And now you’re here to traumatize them again?”
The court officer shifted uncomfortably.
“We’re just following procedure.”
Alejandro nodded.
“Good,” he said.
“Then follow this one.”
He snapped his fingers.
Within seconds, his lawyer entered—followed by two pediatric specialists, a trauma psychologist, and a private investigator.
“DNA confirmation,” the lawyer said, handing over a folder.
“Medical reports. Psychological assessments. Video testimony from the children. And…”
He slid a final document across the table.
“A notarized confession.”
The woman’s eyebrows rose.
“From whom?”
Alejandro’s voice was ice.
“The director of the orphanage.
And the attending physician.”
Silence fell.
The Children Speak
Gabriel stepped forward.
No one had asked him to.
No one had coached him.
He looked straight at the woman with the tablet.
