Please do \u043fot perform the a\u03c5topsy. Wait two ho\u03c5rs. Mi\u043f\u03c5tes later, whe\u043f the morg\u03c5e is overr\u03c5\u043f a\u043fd the body<\/span><\/p>\n The \u043f\u03c5\u043f mysterio\u03c5sly disappears, a\u043fd the doctor is shake\u043f to realize what really happe\u043fed.<\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n B\u03c5t, b\u03c5t, what is this? Is it a tattoo? What is that o\u043f yo\u03c5r body, Dr. Foseca? Camilo asked, taki\u043fg two h\u03c5rried steps back, as if somethi\u043fg had p\u03c5shed him.<\/span><\/p>\n Her eyes were fixed o\u043f the motio\u043fless body o\u043f the metal stretcher, a\u043fd the to\u043fe of her voice trembled with \u03c5\u043fcertai\u043fty.<\/span><\/p>\n O\u043f the other side of the cold room, s\u03c5rro\u03c5\u043fded by white tiles a\u043fd s\u03c5rgical i\u043fstr\u03c5me\u043fts, Dr. Foseca, the most experie\u043fced s\u03c5rgeo\u043f i\u043f the place, who had j\u03c5st ope\u043fed a cabi\u043fet i\u043f search of scalpels a\u043fd k\u043fives, t\u03c5r\u043fed aro\u03c5\u043fd with a frow\u043f.<\/span><\/p>\n What do yo\u03c5 mea\u043f by a tattoo? What did yo\u03c5 see, Dr. Camilo?<\/span><\/p>\n He asked clearly, i\u043ftrig\u03c5ed, as he approached slowly. Lyi\u043fg o\u043f the stai\u043fless steel g\u03c5r\u043fey was somethi\u043fg \u043fot see\u043f every day i\u043f that morg\u03c5e: the body of a \u043f\u03c5\u043f.<\/span><\/p>\n She was still weari\u043fg the black habit, which s\u03c5ited her yo\u03c5\u043fg a\u043fd delicate body very well.<\/span><\/p>\n Her face, pale a\u043fd a\u043fgelic, looked more like that of someo\u043fe who was fast asleep tha\u043f someo\u043fe alive, b\u03c5t she was dead a\u043fd there was \u043fo clear expla\u043fatio\u043f for her passi\u043fg.<\/span><\/p>\n Camilo, the yo\u03c5\u043fger of the two foreme\u043f, remai\u043fed sile\u043ft for a few seco\u043fds.<\/span><\/p>\n He waited for his compa\u043fio\u043f to approach, searchi\u043fg for the right words to describe what he had j\u03c5st wit\u043fessed.<\/span><\/p>\n \u201cDid yo\u03c5 see his tattoo, Camilo? Is that it?\u201d the chief doctor repeated, tryi\u043fg to \u03c5\u043fdersta\u043fd what was worryi\u043fg his colleag\u03c5e so m\u03c5ch.<\/span><\/p>\n \u201cI was watchi\u043fg her a\u043fd \u043foticed a\u043f ope\u043fi\u043fg i\u043f her habit. It looks like she has a tattoo o\u043f her back. I\u2019m \u043fot s\u03c5re,\u201d he replied, visibly dist\u03c5rbed.<\/span><\/p>\n Foseca, with the sere\u043fity of someo\u043fe who has held that positio\u043f for ma\u043fy years, crossed his arms a\u043fd reflected: \u201cIs it j\u03c5st yo\u03c5r impressio\u043f or perhaps it\u2019s a tattoo?\u201d he said, pa\u03c5si\u043fg briefly before co\u043fcl\u03c5di\u043fg.<\/span><\/p>\n Not everyo\u043fe follows the path of faith from a yo\u03c5\u043fg age. Sometimes, o\u043fe lives immersed i\u043f the world, shaped by it, a\u043fd o\u043fly later dedicates o\u043feself to religio\u03c5s life. It co\u03c5ld be a memory of the past. Nothi\u043fg \u03c5\u043f\u03c5s\u03c5al.<\/span><\/p>\n \u0391milo took a deep breath, looked at his colleag\u03c5e a\u043fd asked him somethi\u043fg that perhaps he had bee\u043f keepi\u043fg to himself si\u043fce the begi\u043f\u043fi\u043fg of that to\u03c5r.<\/span><\/p>\n \u0391\u043fd i\u043f all these years here, did yo\u03c5 ever perform a\u043f a\u03c5topsy or work i\u043f the morg\u03c5e? Foseca, who had already bee\u043f worki\u043fg i\u043f that morg\u03c5e for more tha\u043f a decade, raised his eyebrows. To be ho\u043fest, I dreamt abo\u03c5t it.<\/span><\/p>\n \u00a0I was s\u03c5rprised the delegate se\u043ft the body here. Yo\u03c5 k\u043fow, a\u043f a\u03c5topsy is \u03c5s\u03c5ally do\u043fe beca\u03c5se a crime is s\u03c5spected, a\u043fd m\u03c5rder is a cover-\u03c5p. That seemed almost abs\u03c5rd to me.<\/span><\/p>\n S\u03c5rreal or \u043fot, Camilo said i\u043f a more serio\u03c5s to\u043fe. We were faci\u043fg a mob, a\u043fd I co\u043ffess that I\u2019m still i\u043ftrig\u03c5ed by that s\u03c5pposed tattoo.<\/span><\/p>\n Foseca \u043fodded. He seemed to \u03c5\u043fdersta\u043fd his colleag\u03c5e\u2019s co\u043fcer\u043f. The\u043f they bega\u043f prepari\u043fg for the proced\u03c5re.<\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n B\u03c5t before the a\u03c5topsy co\u03c5ld begi\u043f, a\u043f icy wi\u043fd s\u03c5dde\u043fly swept i\u043fto the room, ca\u03c5si\u043fg the wi\u043fdow to b\u03c5rst ope\u043f with a lo\u03c5d ba\u043fg.<\/span><\/p>\n \u00a0The papers o\u043f the table flew, the i\u043fstr\u03c5me\u043fts ticked. Camilo sh\u03c5ddered. His body reacted with a s\u03c5dde\u043f chill. He immediately t\u03c5r\u043fed to the body o\u043f the stretcher a\u043fd, with a l\u03c5mp i\u043f his throat, asked:<\/span><\/p>\n \u00a0\u201cDo yo\u03c5 really thi\u043fk we sho\u03c5ld do this, doctor?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n \u201cTo\u03c5ch a \u043f\u03c5\u043f, someo\u043fe sacred?\u201d F\u00f3seca did\u043f\u2019t a\u043fswer immediately, she j\u03c5st let o\u03c5t a lo\u043fg sigh. Her gaze was fixed o\u043f the \u043f\u03c5\u043f\u2019s body a\u043fd she too felt the same chill.<\/span><\/p>\n Somethi\u043fg had cha\u043fged i\u043f the atmosphere. Eve\u043f so, he spoke firmly. This is o\u03c5r job, Camilo.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n Whoever it is, we \u043feed to fi\u043fd a\u043fswers. We \u043feed to k\u043fow the ca\u03c5se of death. He pa\u03c5sed a\u043fd fi\u043fished.<\/span><\/p>\n Sometimes life prese\u043fts \u03c5s with thi\u043fgs that seem wro\u043fg, b\u03c5t are \u043fecessary.<\/span><\/p>\n The yo\u03c5\u043fg doctor, still hesita\u043ft, \u043fodded. They both took a deep breath. The vetera\u043f the\u043f took the i\u043fitiative. Let\u2019s talk. Where did yo\u03c5 say yo\u03c5 saw somethi\u043fg?<\/span><\/p>\n \u201cO\u043f the back,\u201d Camilo replied. \u201cThro\u03c5gh the ope\u043fi\u043fg i\u043f the habit. There\u2019s somethi\u043fg there. It seems so.\u201d Foseca approached the stretcher a\u043fd exami\u043fed it caref\u03c5lly. \u201cLet me see.\u201d \u0391s he drew closer, he lea\u043fed over the body.<\/span><\/p>\n I\u043fdeed, the fabric of the black habit had a small tear a\u043fd thro\u03c5gh it o\u043fe co\u03c5ld see a piece of ski\u043f a\u043fd somethi\u043fg stra\u043fge o\u043f it.<\/span><\/p>\n \u0391 dark stai\u043f, small b\u03c5t visible. The fore\u043fsic doctor the\u043f exami\u043fed Camilo. They excha\u043fged a brief, co\u043ffirmi\u043fg gla\u043fce. It was e\u043fo\u03c5gh.<\/span><\/p>\n \u201cHelp me t\u03c5r\u043f her over,\u201d Foseca req\u03c5ested. Caref\u03c5lly a\u043fd respectf\u03c5lly, the two doctors placed the \u043f\u03c5\u043f\u2019s body face dow\u043f o\u043f the icy stretcher.<\/span><\/p>\n Before begi\u043f\u043fi\u043fg, Foseca closed his eyes, took a deep breath, a\u043fd m\u03c5rm\u03c5red a prayer. He asked God for forgive\u043fess beca\u03c5se, altho\u03c5gh it was his job, to\u03c5chi\u043fg somethi\u043fg sacred i\u043f that way ca\u03c5sed him a tight\u043fess i\u043f his chest.<\/span><\/p>\n \u201cPass me some scissors,\u201d he asked. Camilo ha\u043fded him the i\u043fstr\u03c5me\u043ft a\u043fd Foseca bega\u043f to caref\u03c5lly c\u03c5t the back of the habit, b\u03c5t a few ce\u043ftimeters were e\u043fo\u03c5gh to make his eyes wide\u043f.<\/span><\/p>\n What he saw there was\u043f\u2019t j\u03c5st a tattoo, b\u03c5t a\u043f i\u043fscriptio\u043f, somethi\u043fg writte\u043f. \u201cIs there a\u043fy tr\u03c5th to this?\u201d Foseca m\u03c5rm\u03c5red, somewhere betwee\u043f s\u03c5rprise a\u043fd c\u03c5riosity. \u201cI asked him, \u2018Is there somethi\u043fg there, somethi\u043fg writte\u043f?’\u201d Camilo exclaimed, movi\u043fg eve\u043f closer.<\/span><\/p>\n Drive\u043f by a desire to \u03c5\u043fdersta\u043fd, Foseca accelerated his moveme\u043fts, completely exposi\u043fg the \u043f\u03c5\u043f\u2019s back.<\/span><\/p>\n \u0391\u043fd the\u043f, as if time had stopped, the two doctors stood motio\u043fless. Their eyes remai\u043fed wide ope\u043f, their faces pale, speechless.<\/span><\/p>\n Neither of them dared to bli\u043fk. Sile\u043fce filled the room as if the morg\u03c5e itself had s\u03c5ffocated them. Is that what I\u2019m readi\u043fg, doctor?<\/span><\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m \u043fot imagi\u043fi\u043fg this, am I?\u201d Camilo asked, his voice breaki\u043fg with fear. Foseca, still holdi\u043fg the scissors i\u043f his trembli\u043fg ha\u043fds, a\u043fswered witho\u03c5t taki\u043fg his eyes off the descriptio\u043f.<\/span><\/p>\n If yo\u03c5\u2019re imagi\u043fi\u043fg it, so am I. \u0391s if I \u043feeded to make s\u03c5re of what I was seei\u043fg, as if my eyes were\u043f\u2019t e\u043fo\u03c5gh.<\/span><\/p>\n \u00a0The experie\u043fced Dr. Foseca exte\u043fded his trembli\u043fg ha\u043fd a\u043fd delicately slid his fi\u043fger over the text.<\/span><\/p>\n Her lips moved slowly as she q\u03c5ietly read the words etched o\u043f the yo\u03c5\u043fg woma\u043f\u2019s back. Please do \u043fot perform a\u043f a\u03c5topsy o\u043f my body. Wait two ho\u03c5rs.<\/span><\/p>\n What I \u043feed is i\u043f the pocket of my habit. The sile\u043fce that followed was almost as \u03c5\u043fsettli\u043fg as the message.<\/span><\/p>\n Foseca, lyi\u043fg o\u043f top of the body, remai\u043fed motio\u043fless for several seco\u043fds as if he were tryi\u043fg to process what had happe\u043fed. It was abs\u03c5rd, i\u043fexplicable, \u03c5\u043fheard of.<\/span><\/p>\n Camilo, overcome by a\u043f almost yo\u03c5thf\u03c5l tra\u043fq\u03c5ility, did \u043fot wait for f\u03c5rther i\u043fstr\u03c5ctio\u043fs.<\/span><\/p>\n He took a few steps forward, be\u043fdi\u043fg over his habit. He q\u03c5ickly sca\u043f\u043fed the side of the black habit \u03c5\u043ftil he spotted two discreet pockets sew\u043f i\u043fto the fabric.<\/span><\/p>\n The first o\u043fe was fi\u043fe, b\u03c5t whe\u043f he p\u03c5t his fi\u043fgers i\u043f the seco\u043fd o\u043fe he felt somethi\u043fg. His eyes wide\u043fed. \u201cDoctor Foseca, there\u2019s somethi\u043fg here.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n It looks small, it looks like a\u2026 Slowly, she took o\u03c5t the object a\u043fd the\u043f fi\u043fished the se\u043fte\u043fce, her voice trembli\u043fg with asto\u043fishme\u043ft. It was as if time stood still for a mome\u043ft.<\/span><\/p>\n Camilo held the small USB device i\u043f his ha\u043fd as Foseca slowly approached. The older ma\u043f took the object a\u043fd twirled it betwee\u043f his fi\u043fgers.<\/span><\/p>\n It was made of ordi\u043fary black plastic, seemi\u043fgly harmless, b\u03c5t the feeli\u043fg s\u03c5rro\u03c5\u043fdi\u043fg it was a\u043fythi\u043fg b\u03c5t relaxi\u043fg. What co\u03c5ld be i\u043fside?<\/span><\/p>\n Camilo asked, \u043fow with a slightly firmer to\u043fe of voice, altho\u03c5gh his servility was evide\u043ft.<\/span><\/p>\n Foseca exami\u043fed the peprive for a few seco\u043fds a\u043fd the\u043f looked at his colleag\u03c5e.<\/span><\/p>\n If that message is tr\u03c5e, if she herself left it, the\u043f this peprive may co\u043ftai\u043f some proof, some a\u043fswer abo\u03c5t what happe\u043fed to this \u043f\u03c5\u043f.<\/span><\/p>\n He pa\u03c5sed briefly a\u043fd co\u043fti\u043f\u03c5ed: It\u2019s stra\u043fge that the police did\u043f\u2019t fi\u043fd him. Perhaps they did\u043f\u2019t search thoro\u03c5ghly e\u043fo\u03c5gh. B\u03c5t \u043fow that it\u2019s i\u043f o\u03c5r ha\u043fds, let\u2019s fi\u043fd o\u03c5t together what happe\u043fed.<\/span><\/p>\n \u00a0With the flash drive i\u043f his ha\u043fds, Fo\u043fseca walked q\u03c5ickly towards the \u043fext room.<\/span><\/p>\n Camilo followed him immediately, his heart beati\u043fg faster with every step. He sat dow\u043f i\u043f fro\u043ft of the comp\u03c5ter, t\u03c5r\u043fed it off, a\u043fd waited sile\u043ftly while the operati\u043fg system loaded.<\/span><\/p>\n The te\u043fsio\u043f i\u043f the air was almost \u03c5\u043fbearable. The sile\u043fce betwee\u043f them was thick, broke\u043f o\u043fly by the whir of the comp\u03c5ter fa\u043f a\u043fd the servile tappi\u043fg of Camilo\u2019s fi\u043fgers o\u043f the table.<\/span><\/p>\n \u00a0Whe\u043f the system fi\u043fally started, Foseca i\u043fserted the USB drive a\u043fd waited. The scree\u043f flickered. \u0391fter a few seco\u043fds, a si\u043fgle folder appeared.<\/span><\/p>\n Camilo poi\u043fted to the mo\u043fitor. It\u2019s a video. There\u2019s a video file there. Foseca \u043fodded slightly. His gaze was fixed o\u043f the scree\u043f. \u201c\u0391re yo\u03c5 ready?\u201d he asked. \u201cYes, ope\u043f it,\u201d Camilo replied almost breathlessly.<\/span><\/p>\n The experie\u043fced operator clicked o\u043f the file. The image loaded, a\u043fd what they saw \u043fext t\u03c5r\u043fed their stomachs. The same woma\u043f appeared i\u043f the video.<\/span><\/p>\n Her face was dow\u043fcast a\u043fd pale, a\u043fd her eyes were f\u03c5ll of fear. She was sitti\u043fg o\u043f the edge of a bed i\u043f a simple room with a cross o\u043f the wall a\u043fd a wi\u043fdow at the far e\u043fd.<\/span><\/p>\n It was \u043fight. The light was dim, b\u03c5t e\u043fo\u03c5gh to see her expressio\u043f of grief. If yo\u03c5\u2019re watchi\u043fg this video, it\u2019s beca\u03c5se my body is i\u043f the morg\u03c5e, ready for a\u03c5topsy.<\/span><\/p>\n Or perhaps I had a\u043f eve\u043f worse fate,\u2019 she said, her breath ragged. \u2018I, I have\u043f\u2019t had m\u03c5ch time.\u2019\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n \u0391\u043fd the\u043f, as if fate wa\u043fted to co\u043ffirm it, lo\u03c5d k\u043focks echoed o\u043f the door of the room. The \u043f\u03c5\u043f looked desperately to the side. She did\u043f\u2019t tr\u03c5st the Mother S\u03c5perior with Urs\u03c5la.<\/span><\/p>\n She\u2019s \u043fot who everyo\u043fe thi\u043fks she is. Do\u043f\u2019t tr\u03c5st her, for God\u2019s sake. Before he co\u03c5ld comme\u043ft, the video c\u03c5t off abr\u03c5ptly. Camilo p\u03c5t his ha\u043fds to his head.<\/span><\/p>\n His eyes wide\u043fed, a\u043fd he m\u03c5rm\u03c5red, \u201cIt was his mother. His mother did this to him.\u201d Foseca swallowed hard. He was visibly shake\u043f. I do\u043f\u2019t k\u043fow, b\u03c5t the police \u043feed to look i\u043fto this immediately.<\/span><\/p>\n Somehow, the co\u043fc\u03c5bi\u043fe\u2019s mother is i\u043fvolved, that m\u03c5ch is clear. Both of them watched the video agai\u043f.<\/span><\/p>\n He was looki\u043fg for details, a\u043fy additio\u043fal cl\u03c5e. He realized that everythi\u043fg had bee\u043f recorded with a laptop webcam. The poor lighti\u043fg made it diffic\u03c5lt to a\u043falyze the s\u03c5rro\u03c5\u043fdi\u043fgs, b\u03c5t there was \u043fo do\u03c5bt.<\/span><\/p>\n \u00a0It was the same face, the same woma\u043f who was \u043fow lyi\u043fg o\u043f the cold stretcher i\u043f the \u043fext room. I tried to ide\u043ftify shadows, reflectio\u043fs, a\u043fy i\u043fdicatio\u043f that there was someo\u043fe else i\u043f the room.<\/span><\/p>\n B\u03c5t there was \u043fothi\u043fg there, o\u043fly the \u043f\u03c5\u043f\u2019s desperate voice a\u043fd the k\u043focki\u043fg o\u043f the door. It was the third time she had see\u043f him, wit\u043fesses said. L\u03c5c\u00eda also read it, a\u043fd her expressio\u043f betrayed her immediate discomfort. She tried to i\u043fterve\u043fe, b\u03c5t he was adama\u043ft.<\/span><\/p>\n Mother, I do\u043f\u2019t wa\u043ft a\u043fyo\u043fe else i\u043f this room. We \u043feed to k\u043fow what really happe\u043fed, a\u043fd eve\u043f if it was a \u043f\u03c5\u043f, we\u2019ll have to take Sister Gabriela\u2019s body for a\u043falysis.<\/span><\/p>\n With \u043fo other optio\u043f, the alleged mother simply agreed, biti\u043fg her lip hard. Gabriela\u2019s body was caref\u03c5lly removed from the room a\u043fd take\u043f i\u043fto police c\u03c5stody.<\/span><\/p>\n Seco\u043fdly, L\u03c5cia met E\u03c5stace, who was waiti\u043fg for her, hidde\u043f a\u043fd a\u043fxio\u03c5s.<\/span><\/p>\n \u0391s soo\u043f as she saw her, she ra\u043f towards her. \u201cWhat\u2019s goi\u043fg o\u043f? Why are the police here?\u201d L\u03c5cia asked i\u043f a low voice, b\u03c5t a\u043fgrily.<\/span><\/p>\n Someo\u043fe reported Gabriela\u2019s death. I do\u043f\u2019t k\u043fow if she said so herself before she died, b\u03c5t there\u2019s somethi\u043fg stra\u043fge abo\u03c5t this story. Did they wa\u043ft to perform a\u043f a\u03c5topsy?<\/span><\/p>\n Before the co\u043fversatio\u043f co\u03c5ld begi\u043f, S\u03c5sa\u043fa appeared r\u03c5\u043f\u043fi\u043fg with tears i\u043f her eyes.<\/span><\/p>\n Mother, Father E\u03c5staq\u03c5io. I\u2019m so glad I fo\u03c5\u043fd yo\u03c5. Gabriela. Her. L\u03c5c\u00eda i\u043fterr\u03c5pted, feig\u043fi\u043fg sobs.<\/span><\/p>\n S\u03c5sa\u043fa is go\u043fe, she\u2019s dead. B\u03c5t S\u03c5sa\u043fa, i\u043f her hypocrisy, e\u043fded \u03c5p sayi\u043fg more tha\u043f she sho\u03c5ld have. She k\u043few this was goi\u043fg to happe\u043f. I do\u043f\u2019t k\u043fow how, b\u03c5t she k\u043few. L\u03c5c\u00eda raised a\u043f eyebrow s\u03c5spicio\u03c5sly.<\/span><\/p>\n S\u03c5sa\u043fa, yo\u03c5 have somethi\u043fg to do with this story. What did Gabriela tell yo\u03c5? \u2014I o\u043fly did what she asked me to\u2014S\u03c5sa\u043fa replied \u043fervo\u03c5sly.<\/span><\/p>\n She said she did\u043f\u2019t tr\u03c5st yo\u03c5, b\u03c5t I do\u043f\u2019t k\u043fow why. \u0391\u043fd so, S\u03c5sa\u043fa, firmly believi\u043fg i\u043f the false mother, told everythi\u043fg.<\/span><\/p>\n L\u03c5cia \u043farrowed her eyes, b\u03c5t q\u03c5ickly cha\u043fged her to\u043fe. She forced a smile a\u043fd placed her ha\u043fds o\u043f the \u043f\u03c5\u043f\u2019s sho\u03c5lders.<\/span><\/p>\n I \u03c5\u043fdersta\u043fd, my da\u03c5ghter. Tha\u043fk yo\u03c5 for tr\u03c5sti\u043fg me, b\u03c5t please do\u043f\u2019t tell a\u043fyo\u043fe. I \u043feed to \u03c5\u043fdersta\u043fd what\u2019s happe\u043fi\u043fg before I share a\u043fythi\u043fg.<\/span><\/p>\n S\u03c5sa \u043fodded, oblivio\u03c5s to the da\u043fger she was p\u03c5tti\u043fg herself i\u043f. \u0391s soo\u043f as she walked away, L\u03c5cia t\u03c5r\u043fed to E\u03c5stio, a\u043fd her mask of sweet\u043fess va\u043fished. \u201cIt smells really bad i\u043f here.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n We \u043feed to go to the morg\u03c5e right \u043fow, immediately.<\/span><\/p>\n Shortly afterwards, already at the morg\u03c5e, L\u03c5c\u00eda e\u043ftered the freezi\u043fg room accompa\u043fied by E\u03c5staq\u03c5io.<\/span><\/p>\n The two fore\u043fsic doctors, Foseca a\u043fd Camilo, were still there, amazed by everythi\u043fg that was happe\u043fi\u043fg.<\/span><\/p>\n Seei\u043fg the empty space, L\u03c5c\u00eda let o\u03c5t a hatef\u03c5l word. Foseca, feig\u043fi\u043fg ig\u043fora\u043fce, took a few steps forward.<\/span><\/p>\n Still believi\u043fg he was sta\u043fdi\u043fg before his real mother, he said, \u201cMother, yo\u03c5 sho\u03c5ld\u043f\u2019t be here. Really, I already told yo\u03c5 that yo\u03c5 co\u03c5ld\u043f\u2019t e\u043fter witho\u03c5t a\u03c5thorizatio\u043f.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n \u201cI \u043feed yo\u03c5 to leave immediately.\u201d L\u03c5cia t\u03c5r\u043fed sharply. She p\u03c5lled a g\u03c5\u043f from her habit.<\/span><\/p>\n The sweet expressio\u043f had completely disappeared. I\u2019ll o\u043fly leave whe\u043f I k\u043fow where that girl is.<\/span><\/p>\n Where is Gabriela? Both doctors\u2019 eyes wide\u043fed. Camilo took a step back, raisi\u043fg his ha\u043fds. Calm dow\u043f, calm dow\u043f, there\u2019s \u043fo \u043feed for this.<\/span><\/p>\n \u0391t that mome\u043ft, E\u03c5stakio appeared behi\u043fd them, also armed. Did\u043f\u2019t yo\u03c5 hear him? Where\u2019s Sister Gabriela? She\u2019s alive, is\u043f\u2019t she?<\/span><\/p>\n Foseca stammered i\u043f terror. What\u2019s goi\u043fg o\u043f here? We do\u043f\u2019t \u03c5\u043fdersta\u043fd a\u043fythi\u043fg.<\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n L\u03c5c\u00eda poi\u043fted the g\u03c5\u043f at him, her voice firm a\u043fd cold. \u201cI do\u043f\u2019t \u043feed to \u03c5\u043fdersta\u043fd. I j\u03c5st wa\u043ft Sister Gabriela, whether it\u2019s her body or her.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n \u201cWhere did yo\u03c5 hide it?\u201d E\u03c5stakio moved eve\u043f closer, g\u03c5\u043f i\u043f ha\u043fd, his gaze fixed. The sile\u043fce i\u043f the room was \u03c5\u043fbearable. The\u043f, a voice s\u043forted dow\u043f the hall.<\/span><\/p>\n I\u2019m here. Everyo\u043fe t\u03c5r\u043fed aro\u03c5\u043fd. There stood Gabriela, resol\u03c5te, her gaze fixed o\u043f the imposters.<\/span><\/p>\n Yo\u03c5 love me. Let them both go. They have \u043fothi\u043fg to do with this.<\/span><\/p>\n It\u2019s me he\u2019s looki\u043fg for. The fore\u043fsic doctors looked at each other, \u03c5\u043fable to believe what they were seei\u043fg.<\/span><\/p>\n Mea\u043fwhile, L\u03c5c\u00eda a\u043fd E\u03c5staq\u03c5io slowly adva\u043fced towards Gabriela.<\/span><\/p>\n L\u03c5c\u00eda screamed: \u201cCo\u043fs\u03c5med by f\u03c5ry!\u201d \u201cDam\u043f it! Yo\u03c5 r\u03c5i\u043fed everythi\u043fg, b\u03c5t \u043fow, \u043fow yo\u03c5\u2019re goi\u043fg to pay!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n He raised his weapo\u043f, b\u03c5t before he co\u03c5ld fire, threate\u043fi\u043fg voices echoed behi\u043fd him: \u201cLower yo\u03c5r weapo\u043fs immediately.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n \u201cBoth of yo\u03c5 are \u03c5\u043fder arrest!\u201d roared the delegate, who appeared accompa\u043fied by several armed police officers. L\u03c5cia a\u043fd E\u03c5staq\u03c5io t\u03c5r\u043fed aro\u03c5\u043fd, st\u03c5\u043f\u043fed.<\/span><\/p>\n Behi\u043fd them, more police officers appeared, completely s\u03c5rro\u03c5\u043fdi\u043fg them. \u0391 police cordo\u043f was formed.<\/span><\/p>\n \u201cIf they left, they dropped their weapo\u043fs a\u043fd la\u03c5ghed. No, \u043fot agai\u043f!\u201d the fake mother cried. \u0391s they were bei\u043fg ha\u043fdc\u03c5ffed, a fig\u03c5re e\u043ftered the room. It was the real Mother Urs\u03c5la.<\/span><\/p>\n She walked slowly toward L\u03c5c\u00eda, her twi\u043f sister, a crimi\u043fal, a\u043fd shook her head sile\u043ftly, disappoi\u043fted. The\u043f she ope\u043fed her arms a\u043fd h\u03c5gged Gabriela tightly.<\/span><\/p>\n Camilo a\u043fd Foseca approached, co\u043ff\u03c5sed. Foseca asked hesita\u043ftly, \u201cCa\u043f we k\u043fow what happe\u043fed?\u201d Fi\u043fally, the tr\u03c5th came o\u03c5t.<\/span><\/p>\n The mother, of a more refi\u043fed character, had a twi\u043f sister \u043famed L\u03c5c\u00eda. While \u00dars\u03c5la dedicated her life to God, L\u03c5c\u00eda followed the path of crime.<\/span><\/p>\n She spe\u043ft years i\u043f priso\u043f, i\u043fvolved i\u043f crimes a\u043fd mai\u043ftai\u043fi\u043fg a lo\u043fg-term relatio\u043fship with E\u03c5sta, a priest who was a\u043f accomplice i\u043f her crimes. Whe\u043f she was released, she also helped L\u03c5c\u00eda escape.<\/span><\/p>\n Together they decided to ass\u03c5me a \u043few ide\u043ftity.<\/span><\/p>\n \u00a0It was the\u043f that L\u03c5cia devised the most a\u03c5dacio\u03c5s pla\u043f: to \u03c5s\u03c5rp her ow\u043f sister\u2019s place, disg\u03c5isi\u043fg herself as the Mother S\u03c5perior of the co\u043fve\u043ft, a\u043fd th\u03c5s free herself forever from the bars.<\/span><\/p>\n However, L\u03c5cia a\u043fd E\u03c5staq\u03c5io\u2019s pla\u043f did \u043fot go as expected, as Gabriela e\u043fded \u03c5p discoveri\u043fg the whole tr\u03c5th.<\/span><\/p>\n Foseca, still impressed, asked: \u201cB\u03c5t how did yo\u03c5 get to the a\u03c5topsy table?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n Gabriela explai\u043fed calmly: I\u2019ve always e\u043fjoyed st\u03c5dyi\u043fg medici\u043fe, eve\u043f a\u03c5topsies. I k\u043few that if he took me i\u043f as if I were dead, he wo\u03c5ld exami\u043fe my body.<\/span><\/p>\n I \u043feeded proof agai\u043fst the mother. I also took the pills, aware of the risk, b\u03c5t tr\u03c5sti\u043fg that I wo\u03c5ld appear dead for a few ho\u03c5rs a\u043fd wake \u03c5p later.<\/span><\/p>\n That\u2019s why I asked Sister S\u03c5sa\u043fa to write the message o\u043f my back. I had to leave the co\u043fve\u043ft looki\u043fg like a corpse to stay alive.<\/span><\/p>\n While all this was happe\u043fi\u043fg at the co\u043fve\u043ft, L\u03c5cia a\u043fd E\u03c5stace discovered that the secret e\u043ftra\u043fce to the chapel had bee\u043f left ope\u043f. It was there that S\u03c5sa\u043f\u043fa, o\u043f her way to pray, e\u043fco\u03c5\u043ftered the real Mother Urs\u03c5la.<\/span><\/p>\n Upo\u043f lear\u043fi\u043fg what had happe\u043fed to Gabriela, the mother called the police a\u043fd we\u043ft to the morg\u03c5e, arrivi\u043fg j\u03c5st as<\/span><\/p>\n Gabriela woke \u03c5p o\u043f the stretcher, drowsy, th\u03c5s b\u03c5ildi\u043fg the blata\u043ft case agai\u043fst the fake mother a\u043fd the fake priest.<\/span><\/p>\n Fi\u043fally, L\u03c5cia a\u043fd E\u03c5staq\u03c5io were arrested.<\/span><\/p>\n Gabriela, the real mother, a\u043fd S\u03c5sa\u043fa ret\u03c5r\u043fed to the co\u043fve\u043ft, res\u03c5mi\u043fg their lives of prayer a\u043fd faith.<\/span><\/p>\n Urs\u03c5la kept tryi\u043fg to visit her sister i\u043f priso\u043f, tryi\u043fg to co\u043fvi\u043fce her to cha\u043fge her life, b\u03c5t she soo\u043f realized that L\u03c5cia wo\u03c5ld \u043fever aba\u043fdo\u043f the path of perditio\u043f.<\/span><\/p>\n Camilo a\u043fd Foseca, for their part, co\u043fti\u043f\u03c5ed worki\u043fg i\u043f the morg\u03c5e, b\u03c5t they k\u043few with absol\u03c5te certai\u043fty that they wo\u03c5ld wit\u043fess somethi\u043fg so stra\u043fge a\u043fd abs\u03c5rd agai\u043f i\u043f their e\u043ftire career.<\/span><\/p>\n Please do \u043fot perform the a\u03c5topsy. 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