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Chapter SEVENTY-FIVE

  The Arsonist

  Irena's POV

  Carlos dropped me off at the airport where I took a plane straight for Mexico.

  It was the longest forty-five minutes I've ever experienced, way too much time to think, I wondered if the staff was okay, how much damage had been done, how much I had lost, how much snooping the police were doing but most of all I wondered how all of this tied into everything that had been happening.

  "Could this be the work of my mystery caller?" I mouthed softly to myself in a calculative manner as we landed at the airport.

  I couldn't get out of there fast enough, so I bombarded my way through the customs officials compelling anyone in my way until I got to the other side where Pablo was waiting for me.

  Pablo was a short brown man with a strange mustache and black hair.