7 An Unsuspected Betrayal (1/2)

Larry stopped and opened the driver's-side door. The light came on inside the car.

”Where are we?” Gemma asked. It was dark outside.

”El Cabrero.”

”This where you live?'

”Not too close.”

Gemma was relieved, but it seemed very black out. Shouldn't there be streetlights and businesses, lit up for the tourist crowd? ”Anyone nearby?” she asked.

”I parked in an alley so you wouldn't be seen getting out of my car.”

Gemma crawled out. Her muscles were stiff and her face felt coated in grease. The alley was lined with garbage bins. There was light only from a couple of second-story windows. ”Thanks for the ride. Pop the trunk, will you?”

”You said a hundred dollars American when I got you to town.”

”Of course.” Gemma took her wallet from her back pocketand handed over the cash.

”But now it's more,” Larry added.

”What?”

”Three hundred more.”

”I thought we were friends.”