Eight years after her daughter’s disappearance, a mother recognizes her face tattooed on a man’s arm. The truth behind the image leaves her breathless. One afternoon in early July, the boardwalk of Puerto Vallarta was packed. Laughter, the shouts of children at play, and the sound of mariachi music blended with the murmur of the Pacific waves. But for Mrs. Elena, the memory of that place would always be a deep wound that never healed. Eight years earlier, right there, she had lost her only daughter, little Sofía, who had just turned ten. That day, the family was enjoying the beach. Mrs. Elena turned away for a moment to look for her hat, and her daughter’s silhouette vanished. At first, she thought Sofía had gone off to play with other children, but after searching everywhere and asking everyone, no one had seen her. The beach administration was alerted immediately; loudspeakers called for help to find a girl wearing an embroidered yellow huipil dress with braided hair—but it was all in vain. Rescue teams searched the sea, and the local police also intervened, but they found no trace. Not a sandal, not even a small María cloth doll. Everything seemed to have evaporated into the humid coastal air of Jalisco. The news spread: “Ten-year-old girl mysteriously disappears on the beach of Puerto Vallarta.” Some speculated she had been swept away by a wave, but the sea had been quite calm that day. Others suspected kidnapping—possibly linked to human tr:a:fficking operating near the borders—but security cameras captured nothing conclusive. After several weeks, the family returned sadly to Mexico City, carrying a piercing pain with them. From then on, Mrs. Elena began an endless search: she