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Play around with his shyness and see his eyes light up in shock when she surprised him.
    She must have polished the corner area of the bar where he sat half a dozen times now. She had to face the bitter truth. He wasn’t coming. At least not tonight anyway, maybe tomorrow night would be different.
    “Hey Anna!”
    It was Jim and he was holding something out to her. It was a manila envelope.
    “This came for you in the mail today. I forgot to give it to you earlier.”
    Anna took it and glanced at Jim. “Could you cover for me for a while?”
    He nodded and Anna slipped into the back room and out the alleyway door. It was cold, but she didn’t notice as she opened the manila envelope eagerly. The first thing she saw was the money. Several thousand dollars of it!
    There was a piece of paper too, which she pulled out and opened. “Anna, please use the taxi! If Bill’s a jerk I can arrange for someone else to take over till I get back. I’ll be gone for several days. I look forward to admiring you again soon. P.S. You don’t have to hide your boy from me. Sincerely, your boyfriend.”
    Anna’s lips began to quiver and then a sob escaped as tears tracked down her face to wet the paper clutched in her hands. She slid down to a squat with her back against the brick wall of the bar as she reread the short letter, which was far longer in the depth of its meaning.
    She folded it up and put it back in with the money. She’d told him that she wasn’t the kind of girl that gave sexual favors for money last night at her door, but the truth was that she had been on the verge of becoming one of those girls.
    She just couldn’t make it! Despite all of her sacrifices and how hard she tried she just couldn’t earn enough money. She could have had a payout and been on easy street, but Kevin and all the others just like him deserved more and she was determined to see that they got justice.
    She’d been on the verge of selling her body and losing pieces of her soul, and then last night had happened. Her gentleman killer by day and stalker by night was turning out to be a blessing in disguise.
    Her hands folded together over the manila envelope and she started to pray. She prayed that this upswing in her life would continue as well as for the safety of her boyfriend wherever he was.
     
     

Chapter Three
    Vigilante Justice
    The noise of the rain forest was almost deafening in its intensity. I sat as still as a rock, sweat beading down my face adding to the messy camo face paint I had smeared across it and my arms. I watched the figures moving around the outside of the cocaine factory, which was tunneled underneath the rain forest floor.
    I was waiting. Waiting for the peasants to be gone for the day. My private war didn’t include them. They had little to say in being forced to do the labor they were. The drug operation I intended on busting up today wasn’t going to change anything in the bigger picture. The flow of drugs out of Latin and South America would go on virtually unchecked. Whatever damage that I, as one man, could wreck would be minimal at best, but justice would be served on some today, who richly deserved it.
    An Escalade pulled into the damp mud of the compound and a richly dressed cartel lord got out laughing about something. I stared at him in utter distaste of the hypocrisy of his existence. There were many like him and I hated them all.
    He had seven children, a beautiful wife and a great big mansion on the hill an hour’s drive from here. After he finished checking up on this facility he would head back to his palace of a home in time for supper. He’d get there early and be greeted by his wife, who was genuinely enamored with him, perhaps even in love with him.
    She of course knew what he did and the kind of man that he was, but she didn’t care about that. The children of America were far away and out of sight and thus out of mind. What was important to her was that her kids were safe and living in a