Location: Rosarito, Mexico
Coordinates: Cartel Operations
Eric
Sweat trickled down my neck and soaked the collar of my shirt, which only added to the discomfort I was already in. The gold chain around my neck heated and seemed to burn my skin as the temperature continued to rise in the small room. I fingered my cross and adjusted the position of the chain. I hated the summer heat but was glad of the fact that I became more useful in the summer. The tourists who plagued the tropical coast looking for a good time constantly passed by the window. I curled my lips at the sight of them, so carefree. Little did they know what was happening a mere six feet away.
“Why is a gringo here?” The asshole client shot me a nasty look, but I gave no sign I even heard him.
“He’s one of ours. He might l
