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canteens in the cabin so you should be set. Vaya con Dios.”
    Aurelia gave Jorge a quick hug and rushed back to the cabin to get her canteens and a change of clothing. She stuffed them into the bag her uncle gave her and then hurried to the stream to fill the canteens. When she came around the cabin, only Zack remained in the clearing.
    “They took off. Jorge wants to make sure Alvara is seen today, and they’ve got to find a place to put the other guy away until we’re safely to our destination.”
    “What happens when we get there, Zack? If they’re still after me, we could lead trouble right to your front door.”
    Zack smoothed a hand over her hair. “Let’s take one worry at a time. I’ll get in touch with my brothers and see if they have any ideas, and make sure they’re on hand to meet the plane when it lands.” He placed a quick kiss on her lips. “Jorge said to tell you he’ll be back to feed the animals and he’s taking Lightning back to his ranch.” He smiled at Aurelia. “If you want, we could see what it would take to bring Lightning back to the states.”
    Aurelia looked toward the cabin and shook her head. “Lightning is happy here. I’m not gonna take that away from her.” She sighed deeply. “Let’s get going.” She headed off down the path, listening to the sound of Zack’s footsteps behind her.

Chapter 4
     
    Zack watched as Aurelia took a long drink of water from the canteen she carried, and imagined how good the air conditioning of his apartment would feel after the steam-bath hike they’d taken. It was hard to imagine they’d needed a fire in the cabin during the night. Glancing around, all he could see were trees, low-growing foliage, and more trees. The trip so far had been hot and sweaty, but not dangerous. He hoped their luck continued to hold.
    She handed him the canteen. “It’s not far now. Maybe another half hour.”
    He nodded, took a drink, and then followed his mate down the trail. After about twenty minutes, he rounded the rocky bend and saw three small huts woven out of palm leaves, and one larger, sturdier building made primarily of wood.
    Aurelia motioned toward the larger building. “We can get something hot to eat in there.”
    Zack looked around. “Where do you think the car is?”
    “On the other side of the village near the main road.” She smiled. “Don’t worry. I know this area pretty well.”
    He followed her into the building and stopped short. The place looked like something out of a book. Small tables lined the room covered with red and white checkered cloths. A woman looked up as they came in. She had a plain, middle-aged face with smile lines at the corner of her eyes.
    “Sentarse en cualquier lugar.”
    When Zack shrugged, Aurelia grinned. “She says to sit anywhere.”
    Zack led her to a back table that allowed him to keep watch on all the visible doors and windows. He watched as the woman approached their table. “Habla Ingles?” he asked.
    “Si, senor. I speak English. What can I get for you today? We have some nice fish tacos with rice and beans.”
    Aurelia looked at Jack. “Do you trust me?”
    He grinned. “Go for it.”
    She smiled up at the waitress. “My friend is not familiar with our foods. I’d like to give him a sampling.”
    The woman nodded. “I understand. You tell me what you want and I’ll make a platter for you.”
    “That’s great. Give us some beef empanadas with aji. Maybe some ajiaco in a mantecada, and a few natilla buenelos.”
    The woman smiled. “I’ll get right on this. My name is Rosa if you need anything else. I’ll bring you a couple of beers in a moment.”
    Zack leaned close. “What did you order?”
    Aurelia giggled. “Nothing bad. I got us some beef empanadas with some hot sauce on the side, a little chicken and potato soup in a home-made bun, and some fried cheese puffs. Trust me! You’ll love it.”
    Zack peered out the window and frowned. The village was small, with only a one-pump gas