We targeted Hector. Leo, using a fake profile, messaged him on social media. "I know what your family did. I know about the girl in the art room. The ghost remembers."
Hector, spooked and sleep-deprived, took the bait. His responses were panicked, denials that sounded like admissions. "I don't know anything! That was before my time! My grandfather and Vega handled it!"
It was the first time the name 'Vega' was directly linked to the crime by one of them. We had him on record. It wasn't enough for court, but it was another crack. We kept pushing. "Vega's back. He cleans up loose ends. Are you sure you're not a loose end, Hector?"
The read receipt appeared. He didn't reply. The seed of paranoia was planted. We were turning their own weapon against them.