Gringa - in the Clutches of a Ruthless Drug Lord - 2 by Eve Rabi Read Free Book Online

recently. Don’t know if that was a policeman or whatever …’
    ‘They jerk up in their seat and probe for details – describe the man, what happened to his body, who was involved in the slaying.
    But, I don’t have much to offer them so they make a few phone calls to local Mexican authorities enquiring about missing persons fitting that description and come up with nothing.
    I feel like a big fat liar. ‘I’ve seen it happen,’ I protest.
    ‘We believe you,’ Agent Grey says. ‘After all, he tried to murder you remember, and he’s going down for that too.
    Agent Grey is dark haired, medium build, with suspicious green eyes. He says little, watches everything and I’m uncomfortable with him.
    ‘He killed his father when he was just thirteen,’ Grey continues. ‘Just slit his throat so he could take charge. Just like that. His mother and brothers – they’re scared of him. They’d like him dead but as you know - he’s fearless and their enemies in the turf wars know that too, so it pays to keep him alive – sort of protector to all.’
    ‘Yeah. I think that may be true,’ I say, ‘but his mother – she’s quite ruthless too. She whipped me …’ My voice cracks and I have trouble speaking.
    ‘But Diablo, he was nice to me …broke Christa’s leg and …stayed with me … bought me chocolates …’
    ‘…and raped you.’ Grey’s voice is cold and for some reason, snappy. ‘It is rape, Payton.’
    I abruptly clam up and sink deep into my chair. It’s not something I want to talk about. In fact, I want a cigarette now. I want to go home – back to Tana-Mera.
    Depp flashes Grey an angry look, for his lack of tact, I think. He turns to me, an apologetic look on his face. ‘Look Payton, you’ve had to handle so much ...’
    The gentleness in Depp’s voice is too much for me - I cover my face with my hands and weep, remembering what I endured with Diablo and feeling sorry for myself.
    They back off and let me cry.
    A short while later, I’m composed again and reiterate my fears of Diablo finding out that I was talking to the police. ‘He’ll kill me.’
    ‘Yep. It’s kinda dangerous for everybody,’ Depp agrees. But you do want to go home, Payton? Home to your apartment, your career, your friends and your life? What about your family and the rest of the villagers for that matter? Don’t they deserve their freedom?’
    ‘Absolutely!’ The idea that the villagers could be freed forever appeals to me. ‘Just tell me what you want me to do and I’ll do it.’
    Their excitement at my words is tangible.
    ‘Finally, we have someone to help us,’ Grey says. ‘I’ve a good feeling about this.’
    We discuss listening devices, winning Diablo over, drawing him out, getting him lower his guard with me and to eventually talk about the murders, the cop killings.
    ‘Um, we barely talk though ...’
    Agent Kathryn Ebyss steps forward and introduces herself. ‘Look Payton’ she says, her voice impatient and to-the-point, ‘he’s obviously enamored by you and he wants you around – half your battle won, there. Now use that to your advantage.’
    ‘Kathryn,’ Depp interrupts.
    She ignores him. ‘Your feminine charms – use that to draw him out, make him talk, Payton. He may want to impress you and he’s gonna tell you what he’s done, what he’s capable of and boom! He reveals incriminating stuff we can use against him.’
    ‘Kathryn!’ Depp sounds annoyed.
    ‘Especially if you sound impressed by … by who he is, what he says …what he’s don …’
    Depp stand up, a granite look on his face.
    Kathryn puts up both her hands in a surrendering motion.
    I nod slowly, a million thoughts flitting through my head. ‘I guess …’
    ‘Look Payton, ‘Ebyss says, her voice a little less irritable, ‘it’s simple – look great, be charming, act impressed and wham! Before you know it – he’s singing. ’
    ‘Like Samson and Delilah,’ I muse.
    She nods. ‘Something like