THE DOCUMENT COMMISSIONED BY Rattray weighed heavily on Urquiza’s mind as he journeyed along the path to the egg factory. At the entrance to the facility, he stopped, tapping the rolled document against his open palm. An approaching vehicle captured his attention. When the driver exited, he approached him, and they embraced each other warmly. “Antonio, it’s not like you to be so tardy.”

Antonio shrugged. “I’m sorry. My lateness couldn’t be helped. I ran int...