This has been a long drive into the hacienda. I need some rest, he thinks. He turns to look at Claudia. Hmmm, she is still knocked out with the drugs. I will wait until after I rest to have a taste of this sweet niña. He smiles, turning around to see where they are at. Damn, how much longer is this going take? I need to get to the hacienda now. El Tigre is sitting behind his huge maple desk in a red leather bound chair. The room has three walls that are full of books. El Tigre considers himself an educated hombre and always wants to learn something new. I know that the people think that I am ruthless and a savage, but I do have a heart in my chest, he grins. I know that el Gato has arrived and he should be here any minute. Yes, this imbecile is going to regret he worked for me, muses Tigre. El Tigre is an older man in his early fifties and has been in charge of this region for a while. He’s 5’11”. He works out in his gym and eats healthy. He wants to stay fit. He has black hair kept to just above his shirt collar with white at his temples.
