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“Spartacus never rests,” Rain replied. “Even when I park it at the airport, it will be subliminally awake. You cannot key the exterior of this vehicle as that initializes a shock, nor vandalize it or steal it.

Finally, the doors unlocked and popped open.

“Orale!” I exclaimed.

“Fantastic!” Selena nodded as she stepped out. “I sure wish we could take Spartacus with us.”

Henry got out too. He remained silent as he did his gaze around the area. In bodyguard mode, he waited for us to step out.

Rain stepped to the other side of me as Henry stood beside Selena.

“I admire the careful, keen watching, but it is too obvious to any serious onlooker,” Selena told them. “You both lookexactly like bodyguards. When we are on the plane and then when we arrive at Catemaco, we will need the cover personalities to hide it.”

“No worries,” Henry said. “We can act cool while doing it.”

“Da,” Rain agreed. “He has hidden his true self for years. Henry will show us his true gayness, here at the mall.”

I shook my head and of course, I laughed at that answer.

“And Rainmaker will show you just how flamin’ he is,” Henry added.

I wasn’t sure about either of them being the least bit gay. I knew them pretty well. But I did know one thing…This would be amusing. “Aguas! I can’t wait to see this.”

Selena smiled as her eyes sparkled with mirth. “Me too.”

Chapter Seventeen:The Torch

Selena

We all headed past the water pool with its metal dolphins. There seemed to be other fountains lining the entire front of all the stores here. The place really was beautiful for a shopping mall. With a huge Sicilian dome on top of three stories, it looked like some huge expensive European plaza or something. The stores had outside entrances with many trendy brand names. But it also had an indoor area.

Unlike most women, none of it excited me much. My life wasn’t about being seen in trendy clothes or areas. It was aboutNOTbeing seen and staying alive. What you wore had better have pockets or areas to hide weapons too. You’d better be concerned with protecting yourself or your group. A great outfit would not matter if it was covered in your own blood.

Yes, I liked my rather expensive jeans, mainly because I could move easily in them and they lasted a while. But I wore t-shirts and tennies with them. Anything else would be foolish in my line of work. It had to be unassuming and easy to move in. Unless I needed a disguise. I paused. Then again, that was what we had told Rain and Sir Henry as I thought of him. Being in disguise would be paramount to success while searching for the kids in a place like Catemaco.

Carlos held my hand as we walked along.

“Oooh, look!” Henry exclaimed in a high pitched voice. “A Victoria’s Secret.”

We did look over to the store. But we then moved our gazes directly to Henry as we wondered what he was really up to with that voice. No doubt he wanted to tease Rain.

Henry looked over at Rain. “Honey buns, do you want us to get something from there?” He motioned to the storefront again. “That babydoll negligee would be hot!”

Rain blinked at him and his effeminate voice then he did something entirely shocking. He paused to cock his hip and then placed his hand on it to reply, “Da, baby…I think that would be sexy.”

Carlos and I stopped to stare at him. Maybe gape would be a better description of our staring.

“And make it a bright pink with lots of lace,” Rain added. “I know how much you love that lacey stuff.”

Henry waved his hands around in a fussy manner, remaining in character. Then he whined, “The last time I did that you said it made me look fat.”

Carlos broke from his shock and burst into laughter.

I bit at my lip to keep my laugh in. It was difficult to do however.

Rain shrugged. “So? You have lost some pounds since then. I bet it'll look swell on you now.”

“Swell?” Carlos literally choked the word out on a laugh.