I was going to ticket him for driving 142 km/h, but when I saw that scar on his temple, my blood ran cold. It was him. The man who saved me 12 years ago… and now fate was asking me to return the favor.

Diego approached, and for a moment it seemed he was going to hug her, but he stopped himself

“You have no idea how much I’ve thought about you,” he said, with an intensity that made Carmen blush. “That day… if you hadn’t helped us get there… the doctors said we would have missed the window for pre-treatment. We arrived just in time.”

He looked at the girl, who was now hugging his leg.

—This is Luna.

Luna looked at Carmen with curiosity.

“Hello,” said the girl. “Are you the speedy police officer?”

Carmen laughed, and the sound was like a release.

—Something like that. Hi, Luna. I’m so glad to see you doing so well.

“Dad says an angel gave me his blood,” Luna said with the brutal innocence of children. “And another angel drove us. Are you the angel who drove us?”

Diego had tears in his eyes.

—Yes, darling. She’s the car’s guardian angel.

Carmen felt a lump in her throat. She wanted to shout, “I am the two angels! It’s me!” But she couldn’t. There were still four months to go before the anonymity would be lifted.

“I’m glad I was able to help,” Carmen said simply.