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Chapter 18
18 Passing up the Hotel Ventura or one of the convenient nearby restaurants for dinner, Kyle led them farther into the city of Maracaibo. The tall Hotel Castillo on the Avenida Cecilio Acosta was far enough from the lakeshore to be affordable for someone on a budget and close enough to Maracaibo’s central core to be attractive to tourists. So, many of the folks brushed back by the waves of high prices along the shoreline washed up here. His choice was far less random as he led his team into the restaurant. The top two floors, nine and ten, belonged exclusively to General Vasquez’s portion of the Cartel de los Soles, specifically Major Gonzalez’s part of it. According to the Major’s files, twenty-five hostages were tucked away upstairs under heavy guard. It had been four days since the
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