Chapter 53

Half an hour later, I was sat on the wall outside Andrea's house.

The driveway had filled with trucks and dozens of men, walked back and forth all with machine guns strapped over their chests and a determined look in their eye.

In between making orders, Andrea glanced over to me and looked me up and down before thrusting the clipboard he was holding to the man next to him and coming over to me.

"What's going on?" I asked as he sat beside me on the wall.

"You'll see," he said. "All in good time."

Of course, that was the answer. It usually was.

"Come," he announced, standing up and holding out his hand. "I want to show you something."

I looked up but didn't move. He raised an impatient eyebrow, maintaining eye cold contact and I eventually stood up. Instead of taking his hand, I walked passed him which of course only amused him.

"By all means, lead the way, Blanca," he said. "To the garden."