Rosa, the rich sexy widow has met some others who seem to be escaping a mysterious past as well...others who have unusual accents, strange names that do not suit their skin colour, shifty eyes that cannot remain focused except when in search of the dark alleys and doorways. They are a couple, man and woman, white skin that turns red with the sun. They claim to be from Argentina, he flies helicopters for rich Americans, she a yoga instructor...hah, they are not to be trusted; they are shifty, weak and untrustworthy. They are enemies that you keep close, keep close watch at all times...surf with, drink cervasas with, eat, rest...interact with, small chat and laughter, gazing at sunsets and surf, when all the while being cautious to say nothing that could give my away my alias. Perhaps they are spies...
Ahhhh, the tangled web I have woven!
