Chapter 38
Earlier that morning, John Rhodes showered, poured himself a coffee and noticed he was low on milk, not to mention bread and other basics. He made a mental note to call the García brothers before sitting down in front of his laptop on the kitchen table. The large windows overlooked the valley of Medellín, and he watched a small bi-plane come in from the east, appearing momentarily through the darkening clouds before it descended over the city towards Olaya Herrera Airport. His plan to take his young son, Troy, to the playgroup had to be aborted after a sleepless night of feverish hell. Whether it was a virus or from too much exertion, he wasn’t sure, but it was bad enough for him to have to call off his plans. Instead, he had sent the García brothers to collect his wife, Evelyn
