The dreams of hell and brimstone shook her to her core. The image of the devil was still in her mind, because he had looked a lot like Chuito. That disturbed her most of all. She didn’t know what to make of it. She didn’t know what was rolling around in her subconscious. Maybe the sheer petrifying knowledge that she was willing to live a dangerous existence tinged with darkness and crime for Chuito rather than be forced to live out something much more sensible without him. She couldn’t possibly be considering that. But a part of her was, because she showered and cleaned up with determination. Then she drove to Jules’s house at a little past ten, knowing Chuito had probably gone to Tino’s. Walked there, apparently, because he didn’t have a car. That was quite a walk. She parked in the driveway. Jules and Romeo had one of those fancy four-car garages; each spot had its own door, and all but one was closed. The one where Tino’s Mercedes GL was usually parked. She stared at the open garage door into an empty space where a big black SUV was supposed to be resting.
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