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TERRIBLE NEWS

thinking I might have been planning to do the same thing as Abregon. I wasn't. 'I want to watch the news.'

The guards couldn't find my TV, but Julián persuaded them to lend me theirs, which was smaller and black and white. They were probably using mine. The news reports said that Abregon had been depressed by the prospect of his sixteen-year sentence and had selfishly decided to take his young girlfriend with him when she visited him.

'Are you OK? Is there anything else I can do for you?' asked Julián when he visited the next day to check on how I was doing.

'Yeah. Call the governor. Get me out of here.'

I had been in La Grulla for sixty-six days when the governor finally signed my release form. The Velascos were released on the same day. They couldn't look me in the eye after what had happened with Abregon, but as far as I was concerned, the fight between us was over. The money didn't matter anymore, they could keep it. What I didn't realise was that our fight had barely started.