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Show Coffee Drinkers Preferred Page 65 of 307 banking records. He could be the one to notice furtive meetings at Starbucks. Shoot, that would be a simple keyword search down a screen. He could set the value of video and silence. Extortion. I was going to prison. My heart rate shot through the stratosphere. I had already uploaded the video to the FTP site. Me. I. Who else? The prosecutor would smite me in the courtroom. Calmate, Nefilito. I relaxed. This was the voice of the Buddha Of Oaxaca. I had sat with him outside of a Oaxacan cantina where he at first lay slumped under a newspaper. We had had many conversations. My missionary companion could not stand my frequent visits to this man but I soon learned that I was getting far more truth from this alcohol sodden sot than I had to offer him. Todo esta en tu mente. Que es la realidad? "This moment." 1 Verdad, Nefilito. Que sabes? "Only this moment." Bien. This was the conversation I played in my brain any time my imagination ran off with my good sense. And that happened often. I just needed to remember that the only thing that really matters is this moment. That's the truth of all of it. It all boils down to right now. I truly had no idea if my guesses about Steve were right or wrong. He might have had a client or he might not. I |
