Chapter 25
A FIRE
That evening, Rafael lay on his couch with a bottle of beer in his hand. A sense of helplessness washed over him as he thought of Teresa. The poor woman was still being punished after Javier’s departure, so it was a blessing that the man was out of the country. A man who not only violated and cheated on his wife, but had made her destitute, too.
As he switched channels, the doorbell rang. It was Fernando with a dozen beers. “I bring liquid gold, Rafael.”
Rafael swung open the door and ushered his friend inside. “No need, man. I have the same stuff in my fridge. As my boss, you shouldn’t be getting me drunk.”
Fernando opened the fridge and swung the beers inside. “As your friend, and not your boss tonight, we are putting aside our problems and letting go.” He helped h
