Chapter 324 The Meeting

• Proserpina
• The heat of the afternoon sun was intense, and when El Toro spun me around so that I was leading the way, I gasped involuntarily as the blinding light hit my eyes. The cool feeling of the ambulance had not prepared my weakened body for this, I thought as El Toro half pushed, half dragged me, holding me ahead of him, the gun muzzle thrust painfully into my left breast.
• I blinked. With an unerring instinct, I knew that any wrong motion could mean disaster. I felt exposed, a pawn in someone else’s violent calculus, and the helplessness was suffocating. All I could do was stumble ahead, my eyes almost shutting with weariness as I was made to stumble forward.