Chapter 12
Pablo sat in the back of his Mercedes, comforted by air conditioning and greeted by a view of the countryside most didn’t get to enjoy. His driver, Mateo, was winding his way past a mountain, carefully and methodically measuring his gas pedaling for a smooth but timely ride. Two of Pablo’s best guards accompanied him — Vinicio riding in the front beside Mateo and Carlos next to him in the backseat. Both held Remington TAC-14’s across their laps.
“It is nice weather, no?”
All three of Pablo’s men nodded or voiced their agreement. Pablo smiled and looked out across the valley, seeing Antigua tucked between the mountains like a little egg in a bird’s nest. It was a cozy sight that brought warmth to his heart. Shade bore over the valley for a moment as a fluffy cloud moved in fro
