Sophia always believed that patience was the most lethal weapon anyone could possess. And at that moment, she was sharpening it with precision. Elisa already trusted her enough to accept rides, advice, and even casual invitations for coffee. That's what Sophia needed: proximity.
Behind the smiles and seemingly harmless conversations, meticulous work was underway. She had a notebook hidden in her purse... a diary of observations that had nothing romantic about it. It was a map of Elisa's routine.
"Monday, 09:15 – prenatal appointment at the clinic. Arrived with family driver, left alone for the flower shop on the corner."
"Wednesday, 14:30 – meeting at the foundation, followed by a walk in the garden. Security guards distracted with event setup."
"Thursday, 19:00 – dinner with Eduardo only. Car stops at the side gate. Poor lighting at the entrance."
Each detail was noted with coldness. Sophia studied the vulnerabilities like someone examining a prey's weak spot.
