Cayey, Puerto Rico
Moments Later
“You want some chips?” George asked Virginia as he crunched on a couple himself.
She looked at the near-empty bag and then back at George.
“No. It’s the last thing on my mind."
“They’re not bad for local chips.”
As he plopped another one into his mouth, the rear passenger door opened and quickly shut. George looked in the rear-view mirror and saw Pamela seated in the back. She was calm and collected like she normally is when faced with adverse assignments. But this was different. It involved one of her clients and a close one at that. George and Virginia were surprised she was still serene despite her personal stake in the outcome. Not to mention the distractions she’d been dealing with the past week with her father in the hospital. They had always ad
