The car was still moving, but no one spoke.
They didn't need to.
The silence said everything.
Veronica was staring at her hands. They were still trembling slightly. Not because of what had just happened…
But because of what she had understood.
This wasn't just a group.
This wasn't just revenge.
It was something much bigger.
"This started before we were even born," she said suddenly.
Her voice was low.
But steady.
Leon didn't respond right away.
Neither did Daniel.
But they both knew.
She was right.
"It started with our parents," she continued.
Leon nodded.
"And it never ended."
"It just changed form," Daniel added.
Silence returned.
But now… clearer.
More aware.
When they arrived at the mansion, no one got out immediately.
They stayed there for a few seconds.
As if that place…
Was no longer the same.
"We need to understand the beginning," Veronica said.
"I'm already trying," Leon replied.
"No."
She turned to him.
"Not through files."
"Then how?"
She hesitated.
But said it anyway:
"People."
Silence fell.
"Who do you want to talk to?" Daniel asked.
She took a deep breath.
"Someone who was there."
Leon frowned.
"That's dangerous."
"Everything is."
"This is different."
"Not anymore."
Her expression changed.
Stronger.
More decisive.
"I'm not going to keep walking in the dark."
Silence lingered.
And this time…
Leon didn't argue.
"There's a name," he said.
Veronica looked up.
"Who?"
Leon hesitated.
And that already said a lot.
"Someone who worked with my father."
"Is he still alive?"
"Yes."
"Does he know everything?"
"Part of it."
Daniel crossed his arms.
"Name."
Leon answered:
"Henrique Salazar."
Silence fell.
"Where is he?" Veronica asked.
"He disappeared."
"Great," Daniel muttered.
"But I know where to find him," Leon added.
Both of them looked at him.
"How?"
"Because he tried to reach me before."
Veronica frowned.
"When?"
"Before the wedding."
Silence.
Heavy.
"And you didn't say anything," she said.
Leon held her gaze.
"I didn't know if I could trust him."
"And now you do?"
"No."
"Then why go after him?"
He answered directly:
"Because now we don't have a choice."
Daniel's phone vibrated.
He looked at it.
His expression changed.
"What is it?" Veronica asked.
He hesitated for a second.
"I have access to some transactions."
"And?"
"One account was just activated."
"Which one?"
He turned the screen toward them.
Leon looked.
And froze.
"That's not possible…"
"What?" Veronica said.
Leon turned the screen toward her.
A name.
Clear.
Visible.
And impossible.
Bruno Verdan.
Her heart stopped for a second.
"No…"
"That account's been inactive for years," Daniel said.
"My father is in the hospital," Veronica said.
"I know."
"Then this is impossible."
"It's not," Leon said.
She turned to him.
"How is it not?!"
Silence fell.
And then he said:
"Because he may not have been the only one using it."
The world tilted.
"What do you mean?"
Leon answered calmly.
But each word carried weight:
"Someone is using his name."
Silence exploded.
"Who would do that?"
Daniel answered:
"Someone who wants to bring the past back."
"Or someone who never left it," Leon added.
Veronica ran a hand through her face.
Trying to process.
"This doesn't make sense…"
"It does," Leon said. "If someone wants to reach you."
She froze.
"This is about me."
"Yes."
The answer came direct.
Irreversible.
"So they want me to see this," she said.
"Yes."
"They want to break me."
"Yes."
Silence fell.
And then—
She looked up.
Different.
Colder.
Clearer.
"Then we use it."
Both of them looked at her.
"How?" Daniel asked.
She took a breath.
"If they're using my father's name…"
She paused.
"Then we find out who's using it."
Leon watched her.
And for the first time…
He saw something different in her.
Not just pain.
Strategy.
"That's risky," he said.
"I know."
"It could be a trap."
"It probably is."
Daniel let out a small laugh.
"Now you're thinking like him."
She looked at both of them.
"No."
Silence.
"Now I'm thinking like someone who wants to end this."
The words hung in the air.
Heavy.
Final.
"So what's the plan?" Leon asked.
Veronica didn't hesitate:
"We follow the money."
"How?"
"That account was activated."
"Yes."
"So it's going to be used."
Daniel nodded.
"Probably today."
"Then we wait."
Leon crossed his arms.
"And when it happens?"
She looked at him.
"We don't just watch."
Silence.
"We intercept."
The atmosphere shifted instantly.
More tense.
More dangerous.
More decisive.
"That's a direct strike," Leon said.
"I know."
"There's no going back after that."
"I know."
Daniel looked at her.
"And you're ready for that?"
She didn't hesitate.
"I already passed the point of going back."
Silence fell.
But this time…
Different.
More aligned.
Meanwhile…
Somewhere else in the city…
A screen lit up a face.
Watching.
Always watching.
The active account.
The movements.
The three of them.
A slight smile formed.
"Finally…"
The voice came out low.
Controlled.
"Now you're really playing."
He tilted his head slightly.
"Veronica."
Her name lingered in the air.
Almost like a warning.
Or interest.
"Let's see how far you go."
And in that moment…
Without realizing it yet…
She had already crossed the final line.
Now…
It wasn't reaction anymore.
It was war.