The phone's GPS led him to an old house.
Estefano was big, but he had the agility granted by his native blood and the intense training he had undergone.
He walked through the grounds, listening carefully, and at the window, he spotted the man who was his father-in-law, old Samuel, with his back turned. Helena was near the wall with tears in her eyes, and there was a boy of 7 or 8 years old hugging Estefano's wife. The boy was indigenous in every sense: the hair, the stature.
Estefano searched for a safe way in; if his wife was hurt, he would forget that the man inside had the blood of Helena and the child she was carrying.
There was a hole in the wall through which he passed. He took off his shoes so that his approach would not be noticed. He needed a cool head so that his wife would r
