Chapter 19

Cam looked back at the head table. At that moment, the dark-skinned man got up and gave his seat to the city council president. He then leaned down to say something into the mayor’s ear and started for the door. He looked rather angry as he stormed out.

“I think I’ll go to the ladies’ room,” she told Paul, as she watched the man leave.

“Okay. I’ll go with you…to the men’s room, that is.” He smiled as he corrected himself. They got up and started toward the doorway into the hotel lobby.

As they neared the door, Cam heard someone speaking Spanish and she tuned right into it. It caught her ear because the accent wasn’t the usual South American Spanish that one usually heard here. As she passed the two men, whose backs were to her, she slowed and opened her purse as if looking for something.

“Who gave him the ticket?” a man was saying in Spanish. “He shouldn’t have come here.”

“We can take care of that,” replied a second man. “He’ll be out of the way by tomorrow.”