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undisturbed for years.
    A chapel is also on the property. An enormous terrace has
the capacity to seat 100 people.
    There is a ten car garage with extra parking for up to 100
cars in the garden area. Down from the garage and close to the rose garden is a
cottage for employees.
    The entry road to the house is 25 miles from the main road
going up the steep mountainside on the east, so there is complete privacy.
    The only time anyone is ever heard is when they’re coming to
visit the drug cartel lord. As such, it is perfect for El Tigre’s lair.
    All around is spectacular natural scenery. The amazing
sights makes visitors want to linger and enjoy a truly magical place. This
hacienda is located at an area that is isolated from the world.

Chapter
Thirteen

     
    Claudia wakes, blinking and attempting to move. I don’t
know where I am and I can’t move my arms and legs. Ah, I have an awful headache.
    Oh, Dios mio (omg)! Where am I and what happened? I’m
practically naked. She looks down the bed.
    Terrific, it looks like I’m tied up and they took off my
clothes! Who knows where I am? It must have been that guey, el Gato ! I
have to escape, I need to somehow get free. Damn it, they would use damn
plastic ties for straps.
    Those bastards! I wonder if Christopher is okay. I wonder
what day it is. How long have I been here? I’m so thirsty .
    She looks around the room. The room is white, empty, and
dirty. Omg! I have to escape , thinks Claudia. 
    Two gueys (jerks) outside the door start talking in Spanish.
Claudia goes still and she doesn’t make any noise. She listens to them talk.
    It’s a good thing that I speak Spanish . She listens to
they’re conversation.
    “Yes guey, Gusano (worm) says that the woman is beautiful,”
says one guey. “We should take a look. El Tigre would never know that we had a
little taste.”
    “You’re crazy, guey. El Tigre would kill us. If that guey,
el Gusano didn’t have the guts to touch the woman, it’s for a reason. El Tigre
wants her for himself,” says Juan.
    “You think?” asks the guey. “I really want to see the woman.”
    “I don’t,” replies Juan. “There’s lots of other woman around
and my body would like to remain intact.” Juan gazes down the hall, praying to
get relieved.
    I need to get away from guarding the woman with this
guey. I don’t want to be near the woman if this guey goes inside, thinks
Juan.
    The other guey stands guard. Do I want to risk my life to
take a look at this woman? wonders el guey. 
    Claudia’s heart starts to pound really fast with terror. I’m
here in el Tigre’s lair. Omg, help me. I need to escape before these animals
decide to touch me.
    I rather die before I allow them touch me. I need to stay
in control and try to remember all my training.
    Claudia forces herself to take deep breaths and start to
think of all her training and self-defense knowledge.
    She looks around the room. This room is small. I wonder
why they put me here. Could it be possible that el Tigre wants me for himself?
    I need to think of a plan. Maybe I should pretend I’m
asleep when someone walks in. I’ll wait to see if they take these damn straps
away from me. Then I’ll attack and use my training in self-defense. I’ll hurt
them a little and maybe it will be enough for me to escape, ponders
Claudia.
    Yes, I feel a lot better now that I have a plan .
Claudia inhales deeply, looking around the room. I need to search for my clothes
but I bet they’re not here.
    Hmm, the room is empty. The only thing that’s luxurious
is the bed. Well, thank god for small miracles .
    Yeah, I can’t see my clothes. Damn, where could they’ve taken
them? The jacket has some knives. Oh, but I have a knife in my French
braid , she recalls.
    Claudia moves her head slowly, to see if she can still feel
the knife in her hair. Yes, this is a weapon that these savages aren’t
expecting. Too bad I can’t get to it or else I would be out of here when they
return .
    Claudia tenses