Private L.A.

Chapter 119

 

 

“I’VE SEEN THE films,” Justine said softly. “A terrible thing to happen to someone you love, Commandant. Where is your niece?”

 

“I don’t know,” Gomez said sullenly.

 

“I think you do,” Justine pressed. “I think she is with your brother-in-law. Antonio de la Vega masterminded the abduction of the Harlows. He’s the one who had Leona Casa Madre killed.”

 

The state police commandant said nothing.

 

“Where are the Harlows?”

 

“Some things are better not known.”

 

“Where is your brother-in-law, then?” Cordova demanded.

 

“I have not seen Antonio in ten years,” Gomez said. “This is the truth.”

 

“But you can get word to him,” Cordova said. “I mean, he is your brother-in-law. Your wife and her sister must talk.”

 

“I need to see a doctor,” Gomez complained.

 

I removed my mask and stepped into the light, saying, “We’ll take you to one. But then you are getting a message to your brother-in-law. We want the Harlows. We aren’t leaving Mexico without them.”

 

Gomez snorted as if I were mad. “You think you gringos can just come to México and order a man like Antonio around?”

 

“Actually, yes, we do,” I said, and then nodded at the darkness beyond the spotlights.

 

More lights came on, revealing Sci and Mo-bot in their masks, aiming video cameras at Gomez and Fox.

 

 

 

 

 

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