Flash Fire by Dana Marton

Author:Dana Marton [Marton, Dana]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Dana Marton
Published: 2015-11-09T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

Traffic was light at this hour, so Walker had no trouble getting out of town. But instead of heading back to Furino, he was looking for an obscure old logging road that would take him where he needed to be.

“Are you sure the Tamchén would keep Rosita at their jungle compound instead of in town?” Clara asked next to him as they bounced over uneven ground.

“This is where they have the highest security. It’s where they keep the things they want to hide. This is where they do all their dirty deeds these days. And this is where the well is,” he added.

“What well?”

“Tamchén means deep well in Maya. Back in ancient times, the Mayans used wells to collect rain water. The Tamchén’s jungle compound has one that’s probably a thousand years old. They like tossing people down and letting them die slowly. Gives them time to ask questions.”

She digested that for a few seconds before asking, “So if Tamchén means deep well, does Xibalba have any special meaning?”

“Xibalba means place of fear.”

“Another Mayan word?”

He nodded.

“Why not something Spanish?”

He hadn’t given that much thought, didn’t see what difference it made. But, of course, Clara would want to know. She wanted to know everything about everything. He grinned. When you got used to it, it was actually an endearing quality.

“Maybe using an ancient name is a psychological thing,” he said. “Sends a message that they’ve always been here and always will be. Establishing legitimacy.”

“Resistance is futile?”

He turned to her. Did she just quote Star Trek? He didn’t understand how flocks of men weren’t following her moon-eyed in love with her.

Before he could examine why that thought sent a sudden flash of jealousy through him, his phone rang. He picked it up. One of Santiago’s men was on the other end.

“Santiago says you can go back to Furino now. The banditos won’t be after you no more.” The guy slurred the words. Probably the whole Xibalba compound in Mercita was celebrating. “They didn’t know what hit them. We were on them like a hurricane. Blew those banditos away.”

“You found the lost shipment?”

“Not yet.”

“How mad is Carlos?”

“He’s off on some business. Haven’t seen him in a week. We’ll get the shipment before he comes back. We have a couple of Pedro’s boys. I’m thinking they’ll be talking before morning,” the man said in a dark tone.

Santiago was a master of the blade. He’d come up from the cattle ranches, had spent his early years castrating bulls, then, later on, butchering them. But Pedro’s men couldn’t confess what they didn’t know. Walker didn’t envy the night they had ahead of them.

For a moment, maybe due to Clara’s influence, he looked for remorse inside himself. He couldn’t find any. He’d heard the banditos bragging at the cantina one too many times about what they’d done to people they’d robbed, women they’d raped.

“I’m not gonna lie. I’ll breathe easier knowing Pedro’s crew is not hunting me,” Walker told the guy. “Thanks, amigo.”

The man on the other end laughed.

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