Del Rio Con Amor

Ah Puch settled onto his stool and adjusted the knob on the kerosene lantern for more light. The rising hiss bounced off the nearness of the rock floor and ceiling, creating the sensation of having been swallowed by a living stone monster. He plucked an awl from his lips. Gripping it with his nippers, he … Read more Del Rio Con Amor: p. 9

Wiser than most soldiers Ah Puch had encountered, Guzman followed him and Chancho at a safe distance. While remaining clear of any quick movements and gripping his knife tightly, he allowed the Rurales to saunter through the armored freight car on their way toward the back of the train. With light coming through the door … Read more Del Rio Con Amor: p.8

“Chili powder?” Standing in the open door of the armored freight car the general scrutinized the two Rurales anew. Chancho relaxed. If the general had intended to throw them underneath the moving train, he wouldn’t have dismissed everyone but Guzman. “Even the Guardia, despite our reputation, know when to kill,” he shrugged, “and when to … Read more Del Rio Con Amor: p. 7