Chapter 22I got up at four o'clock and went down to my car in the parking garage to head for Golfito. There was a note on the windshield that read:
Give the info to the police and walk away.
If not, you will crawl away.
This is your last chance.
I looked around and couldn't see anyone. Stuffing the note in my pocket, I got in my car and drove to the gate.
The guard opened the gate and I said, “Who has access to this parking lot?”
“Just the people who park here and myself,” he said.
“Who is allowed to park here?”
“Only hotel guests or people using the restaurant,” he answered.
As I pulled out of the garage I was met with a downpour and put my wipers on high. It had been raining all night and the ditches were overflowing. It would be an hour before it got light. There were no other
