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

that.’
    ‘I’ll be Delilah off course.’
    ‘Yeah,’ Ebyss says, ‘he’d make a lousy Delilah.’
    Everyone laughs. Thank God the place is soundproof.
    She glances at my hair. ‘Maybe do something to … eh, make yourself feel better, more alive.’
    ‘Like what?’ I ask, touching my hair and wishing I had plucked my eyebrows or worn lip gloss, mascara, a push up bra …
    ‘Like, maybe have your hair done, have a facial, maybe some make-up - all the things that make you feel special and interesting. And off course, sexy.’ She seems to be choosing her words really carefully.
    I look at Depp. He averts his eyes. I look at Grey, he too won’t meet mine. Somehow I don’t think they’re really comfortable with the “sexy” bit.
    I’m not comfortable with that for sure, but what do I say?
    ‘Okay, I’ll have my hair done before I go back,’ I say meekly. ‘Haven’t had that done in ages.’
    ‘Great idea!’ Ebyss says, giving me two thumbs up.
    I realize I don’t like Ebyss after all. She’s ruthless, driven and besides intimidating the crap out of me, treats me with quiet disdain.
    Anyway, it’s time to leave. Armed with a bag of listening devices they’ve showed me how to install throughout the villas and on the grounds, I walk out of the massage parlor, ignoring the tiny voice inside me that’s telling me I’m being used by my new friends.
    Marcus looks anything but bored - he’s deep in conversation with another young lady behind the counter. She’s probably working with the FBI too.
    ‘I really like coffee but I don’t like drinking coffee alone. But I like coffee. You like coffee?’
    The young lady wrinkles her lips. ‘I like hot chocolate.’
    Marcus stiffens. ‘I like hot chocolate too! I really don’t like coffee.’
    He sees me and frowns. ‘So soon, Senorita?’
    ‘But I’ll see you the next time?’ the young lady says in a soft voice.
    ‘Sorry Marcus, but I gotta do something about this,’ I say, ruffling my hair. ‘Hairdresser, please.’
    Marcus nods. ‘Hairdresser. Let us go.’
    He looks at the young lady and stabs his chest with his index finger. ‘Hot chocolate, next time. I buy.’
    She smiles prettily.
    ****
    I have my hair trimmed, streaked and straightened. It’s golden, shiny and cascades down my back like silk.
    I decide to shop for sexy new clothes. For my mission, of course.
    After throwing in a Manicure and a pedicure, I’m feeling very Paris right now. Invigorated and heady.
    I buy chocolates and candy for Maria and Rosa, a t-shirt with the words, For sale, Enquire Within f or Marcus and tons of stuff for myself.
    Marcus grins and slips it on immediately.
    After a light lunch, Marcus and I head home, the bag of listening devices close by.
    I’m scared and excited at the same time - imagine, I’ll be the one who brings down a cop killer, a murderer, a barbarian!
    What a story for my children and grandchildren. Man, I can hardly wait for grandchildren.
    Payton, gringa, liberator of the people of Mexico, of the enslaved.
    I’ll probably get a plaque or a star … somewhere in Mexico. They might make a movie about me. Wow.
    For the first time since I arrived in Mexico, I’m alive and energized.
    Maria and Rosa rush out to greet us.
    ‘Lookiyou, Senorita!’ Maria says. ‘You look so nice.’
    ‘What did they do to you?’ Rosa asks, peering at my face.
    ‘You are wearing lipstick, Senorita.’ Maria says.
    ‘Yeah, yeah, but guys, I have presents for you.’
    They snatch the bags out of my hands and tear through them. After that, they pull out all my clothes and squeeze into the heels I bought, while eating their chocolates and candy.
    As they sample the chocolates, I model my new clothes for them.
    ‘Senorita, you look beautiful,’ Rosa says. ‘Like a movie star. A model.’
    ‘Is the massage,’ Maria explains. ‘Takes the blood through the body …’
    ‘ Si ?’
    ‘ Si . Always make a girl veeery beautiful.’
    ‘Massage is good then,’