The guard shack at the entry of the club's parking lot was attended by a man who recognized Armando. Lifting the gate, he waved him through. Taking in the outside of the Emerald Club, I tried my best to have an open mind. It wasn't like the cartel didn't have the same type of businesses. While I'd heard stories about Wanderland, I'd never been inside.
Armando parked the SUV, got out, and opened my door.
“Are you going to walk me inside?" I asked.
“Do you want to walk in alone?"
The part of me that Dario claimed had fire wanted to say yes, I can do it. However, in the grand scheme of this situation, the answer was no. I was glad I had my bodyguard at my side especially when a man taller than Armando opened the door. I did a double take. Armando was nearly as tall as Dario, but this m
