Part 2: I sat on the cheap folding bed in the shed and made several calls.

That night, while the banda music shook the walls of my villa, I sat on the cheap folding bed in the shed and made several calls.

The first was to my lawyer. The second was to the property management company. The third was to the security company that installed the smart home system.

By 6 a.m. the next morning, everything changed.

At exactly 7:00, all the electricity in the house was cut off. At 7:05, the water supply stopped. At 7:10, the main gate locked automatically and could no longer be opened from inside.

Screams and banging started immediately.

I walked out of the shed in the same clothes I had worn the night before, looking calm and rested. Diego ran toward me in his pajamas, furious.

“What the fuck did you do, Mariana?!”

I held up my phone and showed him the ownership documents.