—Tristan—  

   I called Salvador in the afternoon. He picked up after the second ring, his voice cold and hard but with an underlying tension that gave me a thrill. 

    “Salvador, I wanted to ask when you were going to fulfill my demand.”

    “I won’t, just as you intended. I don’t have time for your games, Tristan. This is between us, between you and me. Why don’t we meet in person,and settle this like men.” 

    “You want to duel me? ...