CHAPTER 4
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GERVASIO GUERRERO DROVE the black Mercedes Benz through the automatically controlled gate inside the wide esplanade lined by gardens, and stopped it in front of the stairway of the Chehab-Cifuentes mansion. Two Corinthian columns adorned the sides of the door of walnut with heavy bronze fixtures. The building, dating back to the 1950s, was sumptuous but not tacky, big but not in excess, functional despite having 60 years due to the numerous reforms implemented by successive owners.
Guerrero had picked up the car in the airport parking lot, when together with Teresa they came down from the private plane that returned them to Mexico DF. He descended from the car and walked around it to politely open Teresa´s door, but the woman, who had little affection for the
