Down Among the Dead Men (A Thriller)
“Instead, he narrowed his focus on finding the restaurant she’d told him about. Where she’d last seen her sister.Problem was, he knew there were at least a half-dozen outdoor cafés along the main drag and finding the right one, especially in this crowd, could prove to be difficult. And even if he did find it, there was no guarantee Beth would be in the vicinity.Maybe he was concerned for no reason. Maybe she had simply gotten bored and decided to go for a walk, hoping to jar some of the memories that evaded her. For all he knew, she could be back at the hotel by now, climbing the steps to her room.But Vargas didn’t think so. He’d spent enough time with Manny over the years to know that something was up and that Beth’s headache could well have been a sign of worse things to come.Cursing himself for leaving her alone, he continued moving, pushing through the crowd until he came upon his first outdoor café and knew immediately that this wasn’t the one.No leather-goods shop in sight.Moving... on, he went a block and a half and found another one with umbrellaed tables taking up most of the sidewalk, tourists lined up nearby, waiting to be seated.They were young and loud and Vargas marveled at how Americans seemed to lose all sense of decorum when they were drunk and on vacation, coming into a foreign country as if they owned it and had the right to be served, screw anyone who got in their way.Vargas himself tried to blend in whenever possible, no matter what country he might visit.MoreLess
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