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jerked away, and the chains
clattered anew.
    “I have a paddle, too,” Ross told her.
    She stilled, but the clatter went on and on…
    Too late, Ross recognized the sound for what it was—the
clatter of an automatic weapon, probably foreign-made, an Uzi or a Kalashnikov.
    “Get down! Get down!” he shouted in English. He reached for
Kathie’s chains. She helped by releasing the bracelets before dropping to the
floor.
    The old man ran to the back door. “In here!” he said in
Spanish. “There are guns.”
    Ross exchanged a quick glance with Kathie. Now’s our
chance , her expression said.
    Reina dismounted, seized her slave’s arm and shoved him
toward the staircase. “Go up there and find out what is going on.” He went with
slow, unwilling steps to the stairs. Cannon fodder, Ross thought, but he
couldn’t do anything about the slave’s fate. He caught Kathie’s arm and hustled
her into the next room.
    El Silencio hadn’t lied. There were guns. Lots of
guns. Racks of shotguns, automatics, and semi-automatic weapons. Handguns.
Boxes of grenades. Even a mobile rocket launcher—enough firepower to bring down
an airplane—was nestled among stacked bales of marijuana and bricks of cocaine.
    Ross’ blood froze. He had to bring this asshole down and
blow this place up. If a terrorist got hold of this stash…
    He didn’t have time to check out the entire arsenal, but
instead rushed around El Silencio to a rack of shotguns, loading one
with shells from a nearby box. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Kathie
shove bullets into the chamber of a small handgun. She slipped the weapon into
the back strap of her garter belt.
    Reina returned and said in Spanish, “The fangless snake has
found his teeth.”
    El Silencio sucked in a breath. “Francisco?”
    She jabbed her slave in the side with an elbow. “This dung
here says he’s upstairs, shooting the place up.” For all the concern Reina
showed, she might have been complaining about slow restaurant service.
    “Is there another way out?” Ross asked El Silencio .
    The old man hesitated and Ross sensed that there was but El
Silencio didn’t want to reveal the secret.
    “Tell me!” Ross snapped. “Our lives, and yours also, are at
stake.”
    “Not mine,” the old man said, and turned his gun on Ross.

Chapter Five
     
    A shot rang out and a hideous red flower bloomed on El
Silencio ’s forehead. With a look of disbelief, he fell to the concrete
floor.
    “It’s too bad he didn’t tell us how to get out of here
before I had to shoot him.” Kathie kicked him aside with her pointed shoe while
aiming her gun at Reina. “But you’ll help us, won’t you?” she asked in perfect
Spanish.
    Reina stared. “A slave who gives orders?”
    “Not a slave,” Ross said, his voice proud. “My partner.”
    Kathie wanted to savor the moment, but that would have to
wait. “How do we get out?”
    Reina shrugged. “My father did not share all his secrets
with me. As far as I know there is only one way out, and my mad brother guards
it.” She seemed unusually blithe about her father’s corpse, which lay cooling
on the floor not three feet from the heels of her red boots. A sociopath,
Kathie thought. Or she knows something we don’t.
    “It has to be somewhere in here.” Ross began inspecting the
walls.
    Kathie closed the door. She eyed a nearby set of metal shelves,
planning to barricade the door with them. “Help me,” she said to Reina, who
lifted a haughty nose.
    “Now!” Kathie shot at Reina’s boots. She shrieked and
danced, while her slave threw himself at her feet to protect her. Kathie
laughed. “Do I have to ask a second time? You, too,” she said to the slave.
“Push that set of shelves in front of the door.” She watched while Reina and
her slave obeyed. It was a heady feeling, dominating the dominatrix. Her ass
and pussy still burned from Reina’s punishment.
    “I don’t trust them for a second. Keep an eye on ‘em,
Belmont,” Ross told