Chapter 16After he left San Antonio’s main train station and found himself once more under the blazing focus of the merciless Texas sun, Angelo wiped his wet forehead and crossed another item off his mental list. Since he had settled in the semi-dilapidated motel on the south side of the city near his old home the day before, he had been steadfastly scouring all possible locations where Avery’s nephew might’ve been seen. However, the sleazy ginger Jimmy had not been seen around the railroad tracks, nor on them, to the detective’s partial dismay. With the info he had, Angelo would’ve likely found at least some trace of Jim’s presence in the railroad circles had he indeed been there. The bus station proved to be an equally dead-end and filthy avenue, so he had only one remaining logical choi
