Los dos lados

The granite floor burns and only the screeching of the cicadas disturbs the peaceful and familiar summer of San Lorenzo de El Escorial. Its inhabitants, accustomed to the rigors of the mountains, complain about the heat wave, sheltering in the shade of the ancient walls of the monastery. A heat that, however, has not accelerated the agony of the man who, handcuffed in the cool boiler room of a Herrerian house among the pines of Mount Abantos, appears dead from dehydration, staring at a hanging water bottle from the ceiling at eye level. Lieutenant Karen Blecker -recently arrived in Spain after spending most of her career working for Europol- and the particular brigade Cano will begin to clarify the identity of the victim, whom no one in the area seems to know. But, as the investigation progresses, the obvious parallels with a crime committed two decades ago will also force them to delve into the painful lead years of terrorism and the sharp edges that the truth always presents when examined from both sides...