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Her thoughts gotamiss I just didn’t knohat, or what I could do about it Suddenly she spotted someone, and abruptly popped up out of her chair

"I’ll be right back"

In her thoughts I caught a na for so to do with me

My instincts screamed to leave Now Get out I couldn’t think of anyone naot up and headed straight for the door, steeling ht without her bite I thought if I could get ht make it till Enrique came home

I was too slow The trap Lia had laid for otten that Pancho was a nickname for Francisco Francisco Lopez, aka Arana – Spider He snatched ainst my back, hidden under the folded jacket draped over his aronna go to my place and have some fun It’ll be just like old ti "Shush … Go quietly puta You don’t want uts all over this nice restaurant"

He meant every word of it He really wanted to shootshot – immediate cooperation He steered me out the door, same direction I had been headed

"Nice and quiet You make noise and I’ma have to kill you" I kept silent He wantedas it was sooner rather than later Resistance would’ve given hiht there

He steeredon the sidewalk as he slid in beside ht in the eyes and winked I read it all clearly in her et rid of me since she left for Spain She was extremely jealous of my relationship with Enrique She hated how close ere She’d been that close with him before, but their relations had steadily devolved to a function of irlfriend, and she deeply resented what she saw developing between Enrique and me

Lia had been coainst h sex being the exception Arana had no such lied for him to take care of the dirty work she was incapable of perfore-old concept from Sun Tzu’s Art of War, "The ene plans forropes, restraints, a heavy dose of violent sex, and the use ofpissed off at ot froot a hard on for you He like you or so, I don’t know" Arana had taken the full blaain, the shark would eat the spider for lunch

"What’s so damn special about you? You all skinny, no tits, no ass I don’t get it, why he like you so much?"

"I can explain, if you take me to Faustino I can explain It’s not your fault I can convince him it’s not your fault"

"Too late for that, puta"

He had no intention of returning e, and then I would truly disappear, permanently The way Arana saw it, I’d already disappeared He’d already paid the price for it Nothing to be gained by bringing e I’d just be a pain in the ass Arana would be forced to watch ain Just another source of headache to hiet soured corpse in the Hudson River No one would ever be the wiser