Chapter 23My trip back to San Isidro was un-eventful. I took the Costanera Highway from Palmar Norte to Dominical and then over the hill to avoid the road closure. The rains continued off and on but not as heavily as before.
The next morning I tried to figure out what I should do about the threats I had been getting. I reckoned I had a number of choices. One would be to hire a body guard. Another would be to hide in the hills somewhere. Another would be to buy a g*n and carry it around illegally. Another would be to confront the problem head on. I had under estimated Lopez when he robbed me. I hoped he had underestimated me now.
I tried putting myself in Lopez's shoes. If he hired Guzman to steal my money, there was a good chance he would hire Guzman to break my legs. Guzman wasn't a big
