Selena nodded. “An American making blue collar wages could live like a king here. But they might have to live in a bright pink stucco house that has holes in the walls.”
“Paradise for a penny,” Henry said. “Wealth on a dime. All paid for by the demons of our time.”
“Blin, Henry!” Rain exclaimed. “Waxing poetic? Damn, what a Sir Prize.”
Henry actually chuckled as he shrugged. “I have my finer moments.”
Rain refrained from insulting him this time.
I already figured Rainmaker out, back when we spent that month together while I was on the mend. He joked to keep from being bored as he once told me. But now I noted that he saved his serious self for his real work as a tracker and a guard.
“As soon as we weapon up,” Rain told us all. “Change into your clothes, not the fancy wear as we do not need to stand out. Then we will head over to this house.”
“You found new information, did you not?” Selena asked.
Nodding, he replied, “I stopped by to talk to a man who has groceries delivered all over town. He knew of this house and yes, he knew of the kids. They do live a 5 Revul.”
I sat forward as my heart beat a little faster and asked, “The twins?”
He again gave us a nod. “Around the right age. A girl and a boy about fourteen or so. They have lived here all of their lives, he said.”
“Did he divulge who had them?” I asked.
“He did. Two old women.” He stood and pushed his fingers through his hair. “They keep to themselves and they go by the names of Everia and Cora Garcia.”
I bolted up from the barstool I sat on. “What did you just say?”
Selena stared at me.” You know these women?”
“I don’t personally, but…” I sighed and went over to grab the .45 pistol that I assumed was mine. “They aren’t Garcias. They are Castillos.”
Selena gasped as she looked up at me.
I nodded at her. “Santiago’s cousins.”
“If he gave them to relatives….how could we not find them?” Selena asked me.
“They aren’t from this area and they aren’t using their legal names,” I explained. “But they also go by the most common Spanish name in the whole fucking world.”
“We can’t take the SUV,” Rain told us. “It would stand out like a gleaming golden carriage in this town. So, I paid the grocer for his van. It runs well enough. It wouldn’t be noticed and it will hold us all. We need to go there tonight.”
“No planning, scoping the place out or anything smart, Rainmaker?” Henry griped.
“We have to do this before tomorrow night, that’s when the festival starts. If we wait, the traffic will be moving like fucking molasses and we will be stuck. And we have to do it under the cover of night.”
Selena loaded her gun and said, “Si, we pack up the SUV with our stuff. Then we grab the kids and do this. Come back here and use the SUV to get the hell out of town.”
“Oh and I forgot.” Rain stood from the sofa and reached into his jacket to pull out a small pack. He handed it to Selena. “Don’t say I never bought you anything.”
She unrolled it and gasped. “Blades! Hell yes!”
“Thought you would be happy. The weapon guy was mystified that I wanted them as he was telling me that guns were better.”
“He wouldn’t think so if he ever saw Selena’s moves,” Henry stated.
“I thought the same thing when he said it.” Rain grinned. “Badass and deadly moves.”
I looked at him then over at her. “Mierda Selena, you have a fan club.”
