Chapter 6
Manuel arrived the next morning just as Alex stepped out of his room, prepared to walk down to the station.
“Hop in,” he said. “I know you lost your wheels. We did enough hoofing and winging the last thirty-some hours to last us a day or three.”
Alex accepted the ride gratefully. He suspected this was going to be another long, hard day. It didn’t really require a hunch to figure that out.
They pulled into the fenced compound just as a big black SUV arrived, this one shiny instead of flat black like Alex’s missing vehicle. It had Texas plates, but no official markings. Alex suspected it was Chiles’ own vehicle. When his boss stepped out through the driver’s side door, he knew he was right. Then several more people alighted.
Chiles did the introductions. Indicating the two men
