Author: Sofia M. Rossi

Publisher: Karen Ramos

Published: 2024-06-28

Total Pages: 189

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Prologue The midday Mexican sun beat down mercilessly, turning the chipped paint on the Playa del Carmen police station steps into a shimmering mirage. Max clutched the flimsy police report, its Spanish a mockery of his meager vocabulary.Stolen cash meant a one-way ticket back to dusty textbooks, not sun-drenched beaches. A Mother's Warning Ignored Defeat felt like a cold hand squeezing his heart, slowly draining the life out of him. He couldn't face calling his parents,not after boasting about a life-changing archaeological dig. Less than 24 hours in Mexico, and all his dreams were gone. Shame burned in his throat. How naive could he have been? A memory flickered, a stark contrast to the harsh reality. The Send-Off The aroma of coffee wafted up the stairs, coaxing him out of bed. His mom stood in the kitchen, a symphony of clanging pots and clattering plates heralding his send-off breakfast. "You haven't forgotten anything, have you?" she asked, her voice laced with a concern he couldn't quite decipher. "Nope, all packed," he mumbled, stuffing a forkful of fluffy waffle into his mouth. Her words echoed in his ears now: "You're just a tourist. The law there doesn't always work the way it does here at home. Always be on your guard, Max." He'd brushed it off then, blinded by anticipation. Now, stranded and desperate, those words haunted him. A Glimmer of Hope The stolen money stung, but the loss of his Mac and passport felt like a punch to the gut. He needed a plan, and fast.Turning a corner, a familiar landmark sparked a flicker of hope. Grabbing his tattered map, he located his Airbnb – a lifeline in this storm. With a surge of determination, he pulled out his phone, the battery hovering on fumes. Inspiration struck. Holding it up,he pretended to record a live video, hoping to deter potential threats. A collective gasp rippled through the crowd. Vendors vanished like phantoms. Just then, a policeman appeared, his expression a storm cloud. Max's heart hammered against his ribs. Playing with fire, he thought, but it was his only shot. "Doing a live feed for my family," he blurted, his voice strained. "Been watching this street for a long time, you know?" The policeman grunted, amusement flickering in his eyes. He moved on, leaving Max weak with relief. A Mysterious Figure Across the street, a man leaned against a souvenir shop awning. His weathered face held stories beneath a battered cowboy hat. One leg propped against the wall, his gaze was fixed on Max, unwavering. Intrigued yet unnerved, Max noticed a slight head tilt towards a side street branching off the main avenue. Was this a concerned citizen, a potential savior, or something else entirely? A Refuge Found, But Questions Remain He hurried towards his Airbnb, the confirmation email a beacon of hope. Relief washed over him as he entered the cool lobby. But a glance back revealed a chilling absence – the man with the cowboy hat was gone. Vanished without a trace. Max shivered, a phantom sensation of eyes boring into his back. He entered his room, the safety of four walls a temporary comfort. But the encounter with the stranger lingered, a seed of unease planted in his gut. Who was the man in the cowboy hat? Friend or foe? And in a city where paradise can mask danger, would Max find his dreams or his doom?