“Thanks,” Jacob stated. “But I’m headed domestic.”
The officer appeared stunned. “You simply were given right here!”
“I recognize, however the man paying my airfare is looking ahead to those items.”
The lieutenant appeared angry with inside the manner simplest a Spaniard may be angry. “You imply you’re now no longer going to revel in Seville?”
“I turned into right here years in the past. Beautiful metropolis. I’d like to live.”
“So you’ve visible La Giralda?”
Jacob nodded. He’d by no means truly climbed the historic Moorish tower, however he’d visible it.
“How approximately the Alcazar?”
Jacob nodded once more, remembering the night time he’d heard Paco de Lucia play guitar with inside the courtyard—Flamenco below the celebrities in a fifteenth-century fortress. He wanted he’d reco
