Her absence had paralyzed several key operations. Business partners were beginning to ask questions, meetings had been postponed, and the Torres Mendoza family had gone completely silent.
He poured himself another drink, his frustration growing as he considered the situation.
Felicia had done this.
She had been the bridge between the two families, and without her, Rodrigo was left exposed. Whatever arrangements had depended on her presence were now hanging in the balance, and he had no clear idea when the situation would be resolved.
And now she was gone.
A knock sounded at the door.
"Come in."
One of his men entered the office.
"Still no word from the Torres Mendoza family."
Rodrigo nodded, setting aside the report.
"And Felicia?"
"Nothing. We've checked the airports, the private airstrips, and the border crossings. There's no record of her leaving under her own name."
Rodrigo frowned.
"Under another name, then."
"It's possible. We're looking into it."
