eleven
Diesel Gets Hot And Bothered
“Whoever that man was, he didn’t look like a spy, or anyone else worth getting upset about.” I sat next to Santiago on the couch and patted his knee. “Think about it. Why would your father send an out-of-shape goon to drag you back to Brazil? It doesn’t make sense.”
“You don’t know my father. On paper he’s a democratically elected leader, but the reality is far different. He’s a despot whose massive ego is on the line if his sycophants believe his son is gay.” Santiago got up from the couch and paced in front of me. Fear radiated from him, and while I thought he was overreacting, his panic was contagious.
“Santiago, nobody knows you in the United States, and now that we are married, it’s likely your father will want to put as much distance between yo
