Like bruja.
Like Vudú.
Like Death.
Yes, the people who called OldSan Juanhome were reacting just as had been expected, and with no shock there.
Because here, where African religions from long ago collided with the Hispanic locals, a new religion was formed, and it was one that many feared.
As they should.
When the bill came, money was put down on the counter, and it was time to get down to work. Normally, there would be time, but now, it felt like anything but that was true.
Ill-winds were blowing, and the truth was in them.
This was a predicament.
Choosing these people had better have been done right, or there would be problems later.
That was the truth.
But until that happened, there was work to be done, and there was no way to stop.
There was a job to do.
Heading out of the restaurant, it was time to move quickly, silently, and with purpose.
Luckily, on this island, it was easy to find the next person. It was logical to make this man the next victim, simply because they were fairly popular, and an easy mark.
In fact, maybe they were too easy.
Time would tell.
Only, this gentleman was next, and with good reason. The last thing needed was someone out there who knew the truth.
This was all about safety, and in a way, it needed to be done.
Through the darkness of night, he was stalked, and when he was found, mostly thanks to his car, the waiting game began.
Thankfully, it was flashy enough to be spotted a mile away. Little did the man know that there was a surprise waiting for him inside.
A nasty one.
What felt like hours ticked along, but eventually, he came out as the clock struck ten thirty.
When he left the club, luckily, he was alone. Then again, it didn’t matter.
When one would be good.
Two would be better.
It was easy to take two birds, and kill them with one stone—or however that stupid saying went.
The bottom line was the night was looking up, and hopefully, this would be a distraction.
A challenging one.
When the chosen one got into the car, he was definitely a little tipsy, and that would help too. He smelled like cigars, cheap perfume, and copious amounts of women.
