Sofia Luna
Northern Mexico
It was just past midnight when Sofia was disturb from her quiet evening studied from ancient texts in her den at the estate in Mexico. She was reading from an ancient Mayan spellbook recovered by archaeologists she'd hired a year earlier to search some ruins in the jungles of the Coba region. Her research of the box had slowly been yielding results, but it was nonetheless worthwhile, as she found she was unlocking many lost powers of the arcane.
So when her maid informed her of a call from Javier, she was slightly annoyed at the interruption, but she knew her trouble-shooter would never call this late without good reason.
She picked up the cellular phone she used for private calls, the one she'd taken extreme measures to ensure was encrypted to the max for nearly assured privacy from prying ears and eyes.
"Javier," Sofia said warmly. "I trust all is well?"
"Si, mistress," he replied. "We met with our Japanese competitor and I think we conveyed the message you wished for him to receive."
"Good," she said. Then she paused a moment. "What is bothering you? I can tell this is about more than a business update."?
Javier almost seemed to sigh before he began, "The local police don't seem to care about the earlier messages we sent to the Japanese and Jamaican competitors, but there is a woman asking questions."
Sofia was silent at first, then she continued, "A woman? Police?"
"No, sources tell me she is a private investigator," Javier said. "She may have been at the meeting site this evening. We noticed her following us afterwards."
Sofia allowed a long pause to linger for a moment, then she coaxed him, "And?"
"We led her to the Raconteur house, made sure she knew where we were staying," he said. "If she's nosy enough, she might decide to pay a visit and we can deal with her then."
"Why do I get the sense you're not telling me everything, Javier?" Sofia asked.
"They way she moved, the scent I got when I stepped out of the truck and she was near," the grizzled soldier explained. "I think she's one of my people."
Sofa frowned. "Payments were made to 'your people' in Raconteur. They assured us they would not interfere if we came there...in fact, they preferred us to the Yakuza and Posse."
Javier cringed on the other end of the phone. He was not so certain of complete privacy on these phones. He was not one to trust technology. But he accepted that Sofia felt differently.
"Nevertheless, jefa, she followed us and she's asking questions around town," Javier said. "What would you like me to do?"
"If she becomes a problem, deal with her," Sofia said, her tone darkening. "But first, find out what you can about her and who she is working for. Meanwhile, I'll speak with my contacts there and find out if they have someone watching us."
"Yes, jefa," he said.?
"Anything else?" she asked.
"No, everything else is going according to plans," Javier said.?
"Good work," she told him. "Goodnight, Javier."
"Si, mistress," he replied before they ended the call...
(tag Diego, Antonio)
