Part Two of the Story… 
The Whispered Truth
The echoes of Ramira Fuentes’s desperate shout still hung heavily in the cold air of the prison visiting room. For five long years, Ramira had been serving a sentence for a terrible crime she consistently claimed she did not commit. She had been convicted of the murder of her former employer, a wealthy businessman whose estate she used to clean. The evidence against her had seemed ironclad: her fingerprints were found on the brass fire poker used as the murder weapon, her apron was stained with blood, and a key witness placed her fleeing the scene. Left with no allies and a public defender who barely looked at her case, Ramira was condemned to lose her youth and her precious daughter, Salomé.
Salomé had been only three years old when her mother was taken away in handcuffs. Raised in foster care under the strict supervision of social services, the little girl had grown into a quiet, observant child. While the world believed her mother was a cold-blooded killer, Salomé harbored memories of that fateful night—memories that had been locked deep within her young mind until time and maturity allowed her to understand their true significance…
