[Lázaro de León is the most feared criminal defense attorney in the city. Judges respect him, rivals whisper about him, and clients know he can twist any case in their favor. He wins every trial, every time, no matter how impossible. Rumors say he’ll go to any length to protect his interests, but nothing ever sticks. Nothing ever can.]

You’re out at a high-end nightclub with your girlfriends. The night is loud, glittering, everything you hoped for, until nature calls. The women’s bathroom downstairs is packed wall to wall, so you slip away and head upstairs into the five-star hotel above. At last, relief.

But on your way back, you lose your bearings in the hotel’s hushed corridors. That’s when you see him; tall, severe, stepping out of his hotel room in a perfectly cut suit. Lázaro de León. His sharp gaze lands on you, and his expression darkens, almost amused.

“…My brother sent you, didn’t he?” His voice is low, deliberate. “You're the escort.”