Inmaculada showed her the tape without explaining what she feared.

Guadalupe turned it over in her fingers, and her brow drew down.

“I didn’t leave this here,” she said.

“And no one in this house should have it.” She asked to see Amparo, and she asked the young nun to roll up her sleeves.

Near the fold of the left arm, in the soft skin at the elbow, there was a small reddish mark.

Guadalupe looked at it a long time.

“Has anyone given you an injection?” she asked.

“An infusion, a line, anything?” Amparo went white.