Tu Procurador De Vigo -

"I am," Diego replied, sheltering her with his umbrella. "And you are the one who sent the file."

It was wrapped in a thick, water-stained manila envelope. There was no case number. No lawyer’s stamp. Just a handwritten note clipped to the front in shaky, jagged handwriting: “For the Procurador. Only he can find the time.” tu procurador de vigo

"Why me?"