Mateo had always been a control freak.every morning he would wake up 7 o’clock sharp , sip his coffee, and be at his desk by 7:27 where the glowing screen of his laptop awaited him like a blank canvas.He was a writer, a creator of worlds , of lives lived in the space between sentences.His newest book “the clockmakers heart” was about to hit the shelves and mateo had poured himself into its pages l...