Alberto didn't wait the full hour to go to the studio. He didn't know what it was but all of a sudden he felt very heavy. He couldn't get rid of the feeling so he got in his rental and drove to the studio.

When he got to the studio, there was only one car parked outside, Rey's rental car. Alberto then something was wrong with this situation. Alberto parked his car, got out of the car, and ran inside the studio.

The front of the studio looked like a normal waiting area. Alberto walked further into the studio. He then hear a groan. He walked towards the groan. Alberto twisted the door handle and open the door.

"Rey!" Alberto kneeled down beside Rey.

"My mouth hurts." Rey said.

Alberto pulls down Rey's skirt.

"He took pictures of me."

Alberto didn't say anything. He just scooped up Rey and took him outside to the car and drove him back to the hotel. Once Rey was in the car, he blacked out.

Rey woke up an hour later next to Alberto.

"Where are we?"

"At the hotel."

Rey shot up. "We have to back to Mexico now!" Rey yells and jumps of the bed, forgetting all about his headache.

"Why? What's going on?"

"Rosita."

"Rosita…Ignacio's ex wife?"

"Yes. She planned all of this." Rey said and threw all of his clothes in his suitcase.

"What?" Alberto said and jumped off the bed. "How?"

"She knew we would come here." Rey starts. "Dave said that she knew we would come to Ignacio's rescue. She also told him she knew I was a man so he took pictures of me…naked." Rey zips up the suitcase. "She's getting back at Ignacio by hurting us."

"Wouldn't it make more sense to just hurt him?" Alberto asked.

"No." Rey said fixing his clothes. "Ignacio is untouchable. He's the head of government. No matter what she did, he could fix it and make it better." Rey looked at Alberto. "She wants to make him feel guilty. Guilt is the only thing he can't fix."

"Come on lets go." Alberto says. He grabs Rey's hand and leads him out the door and back to a world of unknown.

"Hello." Rosita answered the phone.

"Hey, its me."

"Dave, so wonderful to here from you again."

"I sent you some pictures. Open up your email and tell me what you think. I'll wait."

Rosita grabbed her laptop and opened it up. She logged on to her email account and opened up Dave's email attachments. She smiled.

"Well, I was right after all."

"I'm seriously starting to think you're a psychic."

"So what did you do with him?"

"Left him there."

"You left him there? You idiot, he could tell someone."

"You want me to go back and take care of it?"

"No come to Mexico." Rosita started. "I'll wire some money to your bank account. Get here as soon as you can. I have something else for you to do."

"Alright. See you soon."

Rosita hung up the phone. 'Ignacio should have known not to divorce me. I guess his friends will have to pay for his mistakes.' Rosita smirked. She flipped through her contacts. She dialed the number.

"Hello Chavo, do you still work for the channel 8 news."

"Yeah why?"

"Come over my house. I have a great story for you."

A/N: I know the chapters are short, sorry, I'm doing that on purpose.

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