>>19173948Right behind Kaliya, the voice of Raquel Durango speaks:
>Oh, you arrived just in time. I thought you would play your cards differently. Perhaps arriving fifteen minutes late. Pero pero pero, you didn't.>Gracias. I appreciate it.Raquel stepped forward, she was sporting a black sleeveless evening dress and faced the manager.
>I have a reservation by the name of Santodomingo. A table for two.The manager signaled the way forward to the table.
>Please take a seat s'il vous plaît.Raquel eagerly sat the first and before the manager left she interrupted her:
>I've heard you had a great Chardonnay from 1986. If you may, please bring a botella.The manager nodded leaving both women to their devices:
>Kaliya Devlin.>Since the moment I arrived in this town you have captured my attention.>Did you know you took part in the very first match of Lucha Libre I've ever seen?>I must admit I've been dying for an opportunity to talk to you.>You are an interesting one.>You see the first time I heard your codename: C.A.M.O.>It was early in my career, I had just inherited my padre...business.>Los Ochoa were very active back then in Monterrey. And they wanted to expand to my territory.>Did you conduct the assassinations yourself or did you command your unit?>Either way, you did me a favor back then.Raquel looked at Kaliya up and down, closely trying to analyze if she had any reaction to this news. Still, Ms. Devlin sported a Poker Face.
>Don't consider this a payment for the favor.>If someone paid the KB Dragons the right amount. I would be dead.>Tonight I want to make sure that will never happen.One of the many waiters approached the table and handed the menu to both women. She then proceeded to fill two glasses of red wine. Raquel seized the glass, closed her eyes and smelled its content:
>Not my only goal tonight.>I also want to enjoy this vino with some excellent company. I'm paying for everything tonight, don't be shy.Raquel smiled and raised her glass.
