Aztec - Aztec Blood Part 115
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After giving him my address so he could contact me, I left Don Miguel de Soto's smiling. Coming out of the building, I gave Jaime, the lepero boy, a knowing look as I walked away.
He would follow Soto when the man left his office. It would not matter if Soto left by foot, horse, or carriage. With the crowded streets, the boy would be able to keep up.
I had no illusions that the cabal involved in maize speculation would permit me in because of brotherly love. And I did not know if they needed the additional pesos I offered, although for certain Soto's innate greed would compel him to reach for it.
The true bait I had offered them was that of a converso scapegoat. If things went bad, they would need a lamb to sacrifice. I had just offered myself.
ONE HUNDRED AND SIXTEEN.
I did not hear from Soto for two days, but the third morning he asked to meet me. A second message asked me to appear at the viceroy's palace that afternoon.
Jaime had followed Soto to the house of Ramon de Alva soon after I had left Soto. Later, Luis had shown up at the house. All of my suspicions were confirmed. I only had to wait to see if the bait had been taken.
Soto greeted me again in his office, drawing me to the side so that his clerks could not hear us. "I regret to inform you that my compadres have declined your offer to join our enterprise."
My disappointment was genuine.
Soto spread his greedy hands in a gesture of his own frustration.
"I a.s.sured them that, through mutual friends, I could vouch for your honesty and honor, but this business venture we are involved in is a very delicate one, requiring some knowledge of each investor's background."
In other words, they were afraid they could not trust me-trust me to take the blame quietly, that is.
"Well, amigo, perhaps another venture sometime...," I said.
Soto padded my sleeve. "Perhaps you and I could do some business together."
I could barely suppress a grin.
"The men who are my partners in this venture are, shall we say, more solvent than I. Last year I purchased a large hacienda in the Taxco area. Ay, amigo, it has drained me of dinero."
"What do you propose, Don Miguel?"
Those expressive hands of his spread again. "That we be partners, private partners. I sell you a piece of my share of the venture."
"Tell me more about this venture I would become involved in."
"My good friend, I have barely met you, but I love you like a brother. You will be informed fully as to all details of the enterprise. However, I must move cautiously; I have only known you for a couple of days."
"But, Don Miguel, as you say, we are brothers."
"Eh, but Abel also had a brother. We shall sup and drink together a few times and get to be fine friends. Dona Maria Luisa, my wife, wishes you to honor our table tomorrow night. Someone you know will be there."
No surprise was a pleasant prospect, even if the mystery guest was Elena, but I could not avoid the invitation. Soto would not cut me in until he knew me better.
"I would be honored. But please, tell me which friend of mine will be there. Not my father-in-law, the swine farmer?"
He laughed. "If he shows up in New Spain, we will sew him up in one of his own pig bladders and s.h.i.+p him home. No, it's your father's old friend, Don Silvestre Hurtado."
I felt a grave opening at my feet. My face signaled my dismay.
Soto slapped me on the back. "You forgot that Don Silvestre lived here, eh? Of course, you were just a boy when he left Spain. Were you seventeen or eighteen?"
"Si, about that."
"Do not fret, amigo. I have spoken to the don and those matters your father wrote him about are our secret. It was very clever of you to account for your money as the dowry from a swine maid." He made a gesture of sewing his lips shut. "My lips are sealed, amigo. The matters are most serious, but enough about money..." He shrugged. "After we do business, you will be able to avoid arrest by repaying the money. You can restore the girl's stolen honor, or at least permit her and the child to live in greater comfort."
I left Soto's after promising to present myself at his house on Sat.u.r.day. Today was Thursday, so I still had one day in which to live before an angry mob tore me to pieces for being a fraud. I had no idea what Soto was talking about. Secrets? Dowry? A girl's stolen honor? Ay de mi!
Jaime the lepero was crouched nearby as I came onto the street, and I gestured him to me.
"I will be needing your help later. Come to the inn when it is dark."
"Si, senor. Now I will need an extra payment, my mother is very sick."
"You have no mother. You were sp.a.w.ned by el diablo." I tossed the little liar a reale. "Direct me to an indio sorcerer who sells potions."
He grinned up at me. "Do you need a love potion?"
I groaned. "I need something to calm stormy waters."
Ay de mi! An old family friend, eh. Soto told me the old man lived with his daughter. He was half blind and used a single ground gla.s.s, a monocle, to a.s.sist his vision. My first instinct was to hire thugs to smash his eyepiece, but even half blind he would know me for a fraud. I even thought of having the old man killed or at least beaten unconscious. Unfortunately, I had neither the time nor the stomach for it. The old man was just the beginning of my troubles. What evils had my namesake Don Carlos perpetrated? Avoid arrest? Repay the money and restore the girl's honor? Comfort for her and the child?
I had already discovered in my two conversations with Miguel de Soto that secrets pour from his mouth like water over a dam. By now the whole city would know that my swine maiden tale was a cover for dastardly deeds.
Por Dios! Why had I not kept the ident.i.ty I had originally planned? I had a.s.sumed the skin of a scoundrel. Apparently a thief and spoiler of women. I had worked hard all of my life to shed my thief's persona and become a gentleman. I had now come full circle. I was a gentleman and a thief!
Ay, what had Fray Antonio said about those strange people who live in the land of elephants and tigers, the Hindu? That bad acts in a past life determine present fortune-or misery? That our many lives formed a circle and that bad acts would eventually return us to the same point-or one worse.
I made my way back to the inn to rest before my meeting with the viceroy. Elena would be back in town by now. Had she already heard the swine maiden's tale? I had already told her of my concern for my "wife and child." Now she would know that, not only had I lied to her about my background, but was a rogue who treated women heartlessly.
I wanted to avoid being a hero, to enter the city quietly. Now I would be the talk of the city, as the dons and donas argued over whether I should be praised or hanged. Something also told me that the miseries that were being heaped upon me were not over.
When I arrived back at the inn, the innkeeper gave me more startling news.
"Your brother has arrived. He is waiting in your room."
I graciously thanked him. As I walked toward the stairway, my feet moved in a straight line, but my mind screamed for me to run. First, an old friend of the family. Now, Don Carlos's brother. Had his whole family, his whole province, moved to New Spain?
In the hallway above, I drew my sword. I did not want to spill strange blood, but there was no longer any alternative. If I did not kill the brother, the alarm would sound and I would not make it past the causeways before the viceroy's soldados threw me in irons.
I steadied my nerves and drew a deep breath. Then I burst through the door of my room, my blade at the ready.
A one-eyed man looked up at me from the bed where he was enjoying a sack of wine and the mulatta I had refused.
"Eh, b.a.s.t.a.r.do, put down that sword. Did I not always tell you that as a bladesman, you were a dead man?"
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