Chapter 6 - The Arrest of the Accomplice
At 3:00 AM, the opulent private aesthetic clinic owned by Dr. Esteban Garza in Polanco was raided by federal authorities. Garza was caught attempting to shred physical patient ledgers in his private office while packing a Louis Vuitton suitcase stuffed with cash and passport documents.
Within two hours, Garza was sitting across a stainless-steel interrogation table at the federal detention center, sweating profusely under the harsh glare of an overhead halogen lamp.
Ricardo stood behind the two-way mirror in the observation room, his arms crossed over his chest, watching the doctor squirm.
Inside the interrogation room, the federal prosecutor dropped a thick stack of printed chat logs and financial transfer receipts onto the metal table.
“Dr. Garza, let’s not waste everyone’s time,” the prosecutor said smoothly. “We have your bank transfers, your encrypted chat logs with Valeria Galván, and medical inventory logs proving you illegally dispensed controlled sedative substances without a valid pediatric prescription. That’s conspiracy to commit child abuse, medical malpractice, and financial fraud. You’re looking at twenty years behind bars.”
Garza’s face turned pale. He swallowed hard, his hands trembling as he reached for a glass of water. “I... I was just trying to help a friend! Valeria was under immense stress! The boy had behavioral issues—”
“The boy was seven years old and suffering from severe physical trauma caused by the very torture devices you advised her to use!” the prosecutor interrupted, slamming his hand on the table. “Cut the crap, Esteban. Who else was involved? Did anyone else in that social circle know what was happening to Diego?”
Esteban looked desperately toward the door, realizing he had been completely abandoned by his high-society accomplices. He slumped back in his chair, defeated.
“Nobody else knew the full extent of it,” Garza whispered hoarsely. “Valeria was obsessed with keeping up appearances. She spent all her time trying to secure invitations to elite international galas, and she blamed Diego’s natural childhood needs for ruining her chances with European investors. She bought the posture harness online and asked me how to keep him quiet during her photo shoots. I gave her the sedatives so she would stop blowing up my phone. That’s all! I swear that’s all!”
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Behind the glass, Ricardo turned away. He didn't need to hear any more. The cowards who had preyed on his family were falling like dominoes, but the most important battle wasn't happening in a police station or a courtroom. It was happening in Room 412 of the ABC Medical Center.
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