Cayey, Puerto Rico
That Same Morning
Pamela walked to her rental car with Daniel in tow. She stopped midway from the house to the car and turned around toward George who was walking to his and Virginia’s rental car.
“Hey George, can Alberto locate the Escalade like he did before?” she asked.
“I’m sure he can,” George said while pulling out his cell phone.
George noticed he had a voicemail message and listened to it.
“Mijo, I saw that Escalade again. It’s here two blocks from my house,” the older neighborhood watch lady said in Spanish. “Come by and check it out. Oh, I have some mondongo for you and your lady friend. You’ll love it.”
MijomondongoSmiling, George contemplated eating the Puerto Rican stew. He wasn’t sure if Virginia would appreciate the beef offal used in the soup. Most
