Jay arrived in Puerte Vallarta, trying to hide in the crowd, put on a hat and a pair of dark glasses. He was scared, but that was the only plan he had, he could not fail. He tried to stay lucid, nothing would be had gone wrong. Mireya was waiting just him, and all that mattered in his life was her.

He had to protect her and at the same time had to protect himself. Everything depended on him. He felt responsible for what was happening, he had endangered the life of the woman he loved, but did not regret a single moment of bring her away with him.

Tibey was despicable, a murderess and a sweet innocent woman like Mireya could not be part of a game so

dangerous. She deserve only the best and he had would do all that was possible to make her happy and make her forget those years that she lived in 'immense fragility. He had known the true essence of her and knew that Mireya deserved much more. She deserved to be treated like a real woman and not like a doll waiting to receive the next command.

He read from the first glance her desire to escape from that gilded cage in which she had been held against her will. In her eyes he noticed a cry for help without hesitation he recognized and understood that he would have been her hero.

He was madly in love with her and now his job was to take her to safety, away from the Mexican town that gave birth to her suffering.

He went into an alley, the same alley that at led to the Anthony home, the boy who helped him to rent a car upon his arrival.

He recognized his dwelling through a hallmark of the house, a door completely painted by colors orange, red and yellow, almost as if to play a sunset in bright tones. He looked around with extreme caution.

He knocked twice. No one showed up. He tried a third time, insisting. He was very a hurry and the only one he could trust was him.

Moments later a hoarse voice said something in Spanish. Jay could not understand. He hit the door again, "Fuck! Open this door! I have no time to lose, "he said angrily.

" Wait a minute! I'm coming!. " At last the door opened.

"I need a favor and think you can help me,"

"what is it?"

He threw on the desk the two passports.

"Passports?"

"Don't ask questions. Can you change them? "

" I could, but ... "

Jay raised his tone of voice "Yes or No?"

" Sure! you will take me a bit 'of time and time is money "

" 10 minutes "

" No, no it's too little time "

Jay was furious and took the gun in his belt. The he loaded and firmly put it to Antony's head.

" 10 minutes. I'll pay the double "

The boy was terrified. He swallowed and nodded with a nod. Jay took a chair and

began to observe his work. He was curious about his work.

The boy took a very thin boxcutter and engraved sheet, altered the document to allow Jay and Mireya cross the border without being detected. Anthony saw the photo of Mireya and watched Jay.

"Ehy Friend! you're in the shit up to the neck. You must be out of your mind "

" Yeah ... and I'm not ashamed "

"I think it will take more than two false passports to cross the border"

"Any ideas?"

"Pray,"

"Pray?

" It's the least. Tiburon Mendez will find you before you can leave the country. It's a fact. They all need to ask permission to him and those who have fled without his consent .. well ... never came back alive. "

"Enough with the chatter. You have a work to do! "

Jay listening to the words of the boy felt a deep anger flare up in him. A few minutes later Anthony had completed his work and handed in the hands of Jay the two documents.

"Good luck!" Exclaimed the boy with encouraging tone.

Two false identities had become the life that from now on they should live, but this was the price to pay in order to stay together. Jay turned in the direction of the door. " Thank you!"

" Wait up! It is best to check. There could be his henchmen around. "

Anthony opened the door. He noticed the arrival of two men working for Tibey, they strolled armed to the teeth. He lit a cigarette and pretended to tie his shoe to observe their direction.

One of them was wearing a gold earring at left lobe, that sparkled with sunlight. The boy was dazzled for a moment.

"Hey you! How are things around here? "The man asked suspiciously. They knew that anyone arriving in the

city had to do business with the boy to have a car and a large sum It would pass into the hands of Tibey.

" How come you're here? It is not yet the end of month"

" Do you have revised this man recently? "He showed him a photo.

Anthony took it. He took a drag on his cigarette and shook his head in denial. The two men liked each

others. The oldest hit the boy in the stomach causing him to fall to the ground.

They entered forcefully into the house. They placed upside down everything that came to hand to find traces of Jay who managed to escape a few minutes before being discovered with false documents in the pocket.

They whispered a few words to each other. Anthony could not understand. Suddenly one of the men hit the boy and began

to strike him repeatedly leaving him lying on the ground bleeding.

He saw a rather substantial sum of money on the table. He counted and put them in his pocket.

"Where he is?" He pointed the gun at his head.

He was terrified. he was trembling with fear,he knew that those two man would not have saved him.

" okay! Wait!" He raised his hands in supplication.

" he's been here this morning. He needed passports and

" Was there a woman with him? "

" No, he was alone "

" Where did he gone?"

" I don't know this! I just know that he wanted to cross the border tomorrow morning "After confessing Jay's plans he felt a worm. The man had helped him by giving him a sum of money and he had betrayed him by telling all to those two.

Ruthlessly, he was shot dead, a bullet pierced his skull making splash the blood on the shoes of the two

criminals.

"The sly person always make a bad end. Vamos. "The man took a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped his shoes, then threw him to the boy's body.

" Come on! They aren't be gone far!"