The late afternoon trip into the city through the dragging rush hour had tested her nerves to the limit.
She sat in the back with Duane, but wasn’t comfortable speaking. Kyle and Carla were up front and Chad was in the far back. Richie and Melissa were taking the other vehicle to their fancy hotel.
Kyle circled them about through the city to get the lay of the land. All she got was a little carsick.
That was cured when they finally pulled up to the Helicoide Cama y Desayuno. The only thing that the three-story, gray block B&B had to do with El Helicoide was that it was looking right at it. When she opened the car door, she went straight from carsick to nearly gagging. The smell of the barrio—something the SUV’s air conditioning had at least mitigated—was brutal despite the mild fall tem
