“And the commercial plaza in Guadalajara?” I asked.

“The deed and the ground leases belong to you,” Samuel said, pointing a steady finger at the seal at the bottom.

“Mendoza Development is just a tenant paying quarterly rent into an account held in your maiden name.”

“Alejandro thinks the landlord is a corporate investment group in Mexico City,” I said.

“That mistake works entirely in our favor,” Samuel said, leaning back in his leather chair.

“If you reveal your holdings now, Oscar Garza will stall the divorce with endless motions.”