12-02-2014, 02:21 PM
Jacinda let Ricky drive to the church. It was his city, after all. It wasn't really cold despite being January- this far south near the equator probably had something to do with that, she thought wryly- and the windows were down, the wind in her hair and masking some of Ricky's casual conversation.
Not that she minded him talking. But evidently Ricky liked going a church that was pretty out of the way. They were not in the touristy- not that tourism had been great in Mexico in recent years, of course- and she saw more of the squalor and poverty that cartel's growth had brought.
She shook her head. Too bad, really. Some of the cartel leaders were pretty unsavory folks. If she had an opportunity and didn't have to go out of her way, she wouldn't mind taking one of them out. Then again, that would just mean another guy would take his place- after a war for control. It was messed up but what could you do?
Besides, she was in a war with far darker things. As bad as the cartel guys were, draikana or rakshasa were far worse. Still....they were going to a brothel. She might have a little fun. Put some human scum down. It wouldn't be wrong. Nope. Wouldn't bother her one bit. She smiled. Not all of them though. They still needed something to attract the queztal, if there was one.
"Jeez skippy. Where's the church of yours?"
As if in answer, he smiled and nodded as they came to a stop. She followed his gaze and saw just some rinky dink little church. "Seriously?"
Not that she minded him talking. But evidently Ricky liked going a church that was pretty out of the way. They were not in the touristy- not that tourism had been great in Mexico in recent years, of course- and she saw more of the squalor and poverty that cartel's growth had brought.
She shook her head. Too bad, really. Some of the cartel leaders were pretty unsavory folks. If she had an opportunity and didn't have to go out of her way, she wouldn't mind taking one of them out. Then again, that would just mean another guy would take his place- after a war for control. It was messed up but what could you do?
Besides, she was in a war with far darker things. As bad as the cartel guys were, draikana or rakshasa were far worse. Still....they were going to a brothel. She might have a little fun. Put some human scum down. It wouldn't be wrong. Nope. Wouldn't bother her one bit. She smiled. Not all of them though. They still needed something to attract the queztal, if there was one.
"Jeez skippy. Where's the church of yours?"
As if in answer, he smiled and nodded as they came to a stop. She followed his gaze and saw just some rinky dink little church. "Seriously?"