Chapitre 64: Chapter 64

“No, no,” Sara said, opening the door and stepping back. “Come in. We were just talking about you.”

“Talking about me?” Pauly asked, not quite sure that it was good.

“Yes,” Sara replied. “Come back here.” She turned and led Pauly through the house to a back room. Four men sat there. One was Carlos. Two were men Pauly vaguely remembered from the meeting in the café parking lot. The fourth Pauly didn’t recognize.

“Se?or Tarelli!” Carlos said as he stood to offer his hand in greeting. He shook Pauly’s hand, then turned back to the others. “This is the American I have been telling you about,” he said.

One of the men stood and offered his hand. “I remember you from the club,” he said, shaking Pauly’s hand. “I’ve seen you in quite a few places. You’ve been in our country for quite a while.”

“Yes, several months,” Pauly said. He wasn’t surprised that he’d become known around the city.

Carlos gestured for Pauly to take his chair, then drew another folding chair from behind the door.