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Desperation is a solvent. Guillermo dipped the spoon.

He paused at the threshold. A strange thought flickered. He turned to Soledad. “Who was Guillermo Fraile?” guile's sauceguillermo fraile

It was her bestseller.

She slid a passport across the bar. The photo was his. The name: Marco Vega. Desperation is a solvent

Soledad tilted her head. “I don’t know. An old customer, perhaps.” guile's sauceguillermo fraile

The jar sat on the zinc bar top, catching the greasy noon light. It was labeled Salsa de la Astucia – Sauce of Guile.