Rain in Mexico City has a way of exposing things people spend years hiding. It strips makeup from faces. Turns polished avenues into rivers of mud. Forces luxury cars to stop beside broken sidewalks. And sometimes, if the night is cruel enough, it strips power from the powerful.
Part 1: The Queen Against the Wall The woman who had ruined hospitals with a signature ended up that night kneeling in an alley in Mexico City, soaked, with her ankle twisted and her forehead pressed against an icy wall, while a girl with enormous eyes looked at her as if power did not exist….
