As he moved past the fat man, he felt his stare as well as that of others in the dimness. His face felt warm, and he knew the heat didn’t cause his discomfort. It came from a vague fear. Intimates within a group were observing a stranger in their midst.
CHAPTER 12EXIT T. J.
He emerged from the bar into the midday heat. Further down the sidewalk Julie Jabrowsky hurried to return home, and he followed. Within minutes, she was back on Avenida Revolucion, its bargain shoppers and beggar children, striding north to the border crossing.
But near an intersection ahead he heard a scream, and she dropped from view. She simply vanished, as through a trap door. Which was nonsense, he knew as he hurried forward. Amid glares and curses at him, he pushed past a horde of people to the curb. She lay sp
