Chapter 21
Later that night…
Cortez couldn’t shake the feeling that something was watching him. Something or someone. Ever since he’d seen the reflection in the mirror, he couldn’t stop obsessing over what he might have seen. Because he was sure it had been Hector Rocha standing there, walking closer and closer to where he was. But it couldn’t have been possible, since nothing was there when he turned around.
There was a certain coolness in the air, one that brought a chill uncommon for a hot Texas night. Even with the A/C on, Cortez felt as if he’d somehow landed in the Arctic. He could see his breath in the chilly air, which he had never known to happen inside, especially since it rarely happened outside, even on the coldest of Texas days.
He continued to eat his dinner, which consis
