CHAPTER FIVE HUNDRED AND THIRTY – SEARCHING FOR INFORMATION

"Well, well," the largest one sneered. "What do we have here? Two pretty ladies all alone?" Raquel stepped forward, her voice steady. "We're just here for a drink, señores. No trouble." The man laughed, a harsh sound that sent chills down Jasmine's spine. "Oh, but maybe we want trouble. Especially with such beautiful company." Jasmine's hand instinctively went to her purse, where she kept a small can of pepper spray. But before she could react, Raquel spoke up. "I wouldn't do that if I were you, amigo," she said coolly. "Unless you want El Jaguar to hear about it." The effect was immediate. The men's faces paled, and they took a step back. "El... El Jaguar?" the leader stammered. "You work for him?" Raquel's smile was razor-sharp. "Let's just say we have a mutual understanding. Now, perhaps you gentlemen can help us instead of harassing us. We're looking for someone." The men exchanged nervous glances before the leader nodded. "What do you want to know?" Jasmine, still reeling