Chapter 28: Luna

It's been three days since my conversation with Andres. I try to settle into a routine with the children, try to show them the Havana that I love, but I can't help but look over my shoulder every five minutes. If I'm honest with myself, I know it's just a matter of time before Andres finds me. He has connections, he has motivation and he won't stop until his children are safe at the Los Zetas site once more. And I'm punished for daring to remove them, and myself, from his life.

I adjust my oversize sunglasses and glance around surreptitiously. We're visiting the Plaza Vieja in Old Havana. Nothing compares to the old cobbled streets and restored buildings of Old Havana. Although Sola is still too young to appreciate the sights, Cristo is intelligent and I want my children to soak up as much history as possible. Perhaps come to understand both the allure and the harm of a regime under a dictatorship. No one suspicious catches my eye. Except for Pedro. That asshole has been trailing us e