CHAPTER NINETY ONE

The vacation home was a little far off the city. Hector drove a few minutes before he got to the edge of the city where the vacation home sat, nestled between the valley and a little beach. Leon stared at the beach with longing, the water would be nice.

"We're here," Hector said as the car rolled to a stop beside the bank and Tracy looked outside. "I think this place is tightly secured," she mentioned.

Leon looked at the gate, it was nothing but a small iron casting that would give away with one thrust but he could see men dressed in black inside the property. "I should go talk to them," he said and was about to get out of the car but Tracy stopped him with her palm on his arms gently, "I think I should do that, my father had brought me here once and I think they might still know me," she said and left the car. Leon was a little uncertain, he didn't want them to harass her but she insisted.

Tracy walked to the men and after exchanging a few words, they nodded with a bow and