“I do. I’ve never been to Tijuana before, of course, but I’ve spent a lot of time in Mexico.”
She’d told him that before, and he figured he needed to take her words at face value. Even so, he found himself hoping the convent had a private parking lot the way the restaurant had. Otherwise, he’d be worrying the whole time they were inside talking to the nun they’d been looking for…if she was even there. This still could be a very short trip.
Unfortunately, when they reached their destination, Tony saw immediately that his hopes of a private parking lot had been more than slightly optimistic. The convent itself had a high wall around it, but the only place to park was on the street. Immediately next to the convent was a long, low building that had a steady stream of people coming and going.
