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opening it. He looked at it, then at the child, then at Rebeca.

“Identification,” he said.

Rebeca straightened.

“I’m her aunt.”

“Identification.”

Her fingers trembled when she handed over her card.

Officer Valdez asked Sofi one question I could not hear.

Sofi answered by pointing at Rebeca.

Rebeca saw the movement and turned to leave.

The officer by the gate continue reading …