“Is there something I can help you with?” she asks.
I produce the picture of Esme. “Did this girl work for you at any point?”
Her eyes glance at the picture and I can tell immediately.
The woman looks up at me. “No.”
My face falls. “Excuse me?” I demand.
“Never seen that girl before in my life.” She starts to turn away.
I round the corner of the counter and she almost runs right into me. Her eyes go wide with alarm as she registers my height and build.
“I don’t want any trouble,” she says.
“Then answer my f*****g questions,” I snarl.
Her eyes skitter past me, and she sighs deeply. “Mira, I don’t know where she is, okay? She disappeared after that… incident with your jefe. She hasn’t come back or contacted me or any of my staff. I don’t know what else to tell you.”
Clearly, she th
