Who has custody of him.

What happened to whatever money Gael left behind, and to the mother’s insurance.

I need it fast, Cristóbal.

I’ve already waited fifteen years too long.” He gave what few details he had — the boy’s face, the cemetery, the borough, the torn acceptance letter to Harvard.

And then he sat down heavily in the car and stared at the photograph of his laughing son and the baby he had refused to look for, and for the first time in decades, Aurelio Barrera wept.

Chapter 7 — The First Report