“You understand, don’t you, Alberto? If she realizes the contract is not the one she signed, she could sue. And you know the Superior Court isn’t your biggest fan right now— ” Alberto cuts him off with a laugh so loud it echoes off the domed ceiling. “That girl doesn’t have two dimes to rub together. She’s a nobody, Mortiz. Besides, who’d believe her? Everyone knows her father is an old quack, so it’d be easy to convince everyone else she hasn’t fallen far from the tree.”
