Chapter 26

"Sorry, I think I'm not understanding. Doesn't Sofia work at César's bar?"

"She doesn't, not for about a month now," he answers. "The bar she works at now is called 'Rayosqueen,' the owner is a fifty-year-old man, a bit overweight, and he exploits his employees. He pays them well but uses some girls to dance on the pole. Sofia is one of them. I took the liberty to visit the bar and verify this information myself. She usually gets off work at ten at night, sometimes at midnight. That's all I have, Mr. Lather."

"How certain are you about everything you've told me?"

"It's verified information."

I nod.

"Here's the rest of the money. Thank you for everything, and I would appreciate it if this stays between us."

Mr. Jiménez nods and smiles, leaving the office. I sit back in the chair, staring at the door. I can't believe that Sofia has been hiding from me that she works at a rundown bar and lives in a house where she could easily be harmed. It's a messy