A pregnant widow welcomes an elderly couple into her home, unaware that a mafia boss is secretly watching their every move.

Damián on the phone he had left behind.

“We have visitors. Ten or twelve men. Do you have 15 minutes?”

“I’m on my way.”

Don Aurelio took his cane. Marisol stood behind him.

“Go into the room,” he told her.

“No.”

“She’s pregnant.”

“And you are 82 years old.”

The door came open on the third blow. Young men entered, certain of themselves.

“The Ghost has aged,” continue reading …