The Chaos Order (Fanghunters Book Three) by Leo Romero Page A

laid eyes on. The only time she’d seen them was on a store shelf in a plastic wrapping. Seeing them dangling off the trees in such a picture perfect climate gave them a sense of vitality, health.
    The guys in the vehicle with Trixie got out. Rafa turned and offered her his massive hand. Trixie thanked him and took it.
    Rafa helped her down and stood tall, his broad shoulders widening. He gave her a pleasant smile. “My pleasure, señorita .” He gave her a final smile before he turned and headed away, giving orders to the other guys. Trixie watched him go, his lats flexing whenever he pointed here and there.
    The door of one of the other vehicles swung open and with it came Dom’s laugh. The sound of it made Trixie’s top lip curl up. Dom stepped triumphantly out, holding the door open for Alicia. She got out and the laughs started up again.
    Trixie shook her head. Dom caught her stare. He cocked a thumb her way before he finally left Alicia alone and headed toward Trixie. He reached out a hand.
    “Well, you two seem to be getting on just great,” Trixie noted, shoving his duffle bag into his hand.
    “Who, me and Alicia? Yeah, she’s a cool girl. Plus, she’s pretty damn hot, ” Dom whispered to her.
    “Well maybe you need a cold shower to cool you down.”
    “Yeah, you know I could kill a cold Bud right about now. It’s hot down here, huh?”
    Trixie gave him a hard stare. “At least you got to be in the shade for the drive. Try sitting in the back of one of those.” She swiped the sweat from her forehead as she spoke.
    “Well, why didn’t you get in the front of one of the other cars?”
    “Uh—”
    Before she could respond, Dom clapped his hands together. “Hey, maybe it’s not gonna be so bad down here after all. We got good weather, hot babes. All we need now is a bar.”
    Trixie poked a finger into his arm. “Hey! Just remember why we’re here.”
    Dom showed her his palms. “Woah, woah, cool down. I know why we’re here. Jeez.”
    “We don’t know these people,” Trixie reminded him in a lowered voice. “Okay? So, just play it safe.”
    “Hey, safe is my middle name. Dom ‘Safe’ Dempsey.” He flashed her a grin before marching off to catch up with Alicia.
    Trixie grabbed her forehead. He was acting like he was on vacation. She hoped the novelty would wear off quick.
    Alicia led them toward one of the biggest buildings in the small town. “This whole town is now deserted thanks to Los Verdugos,” Alicia said as she opened the door. “They’ve all fled in terror or been killed.”
    Inside, it was sparsely furnished. A couple of fans were placed at either end of the main room, both on full blast. Some old, beaten couches were pushed up against the walls. Other guys were already sitting on them, rifles on their laps.
    “ Levántate! ” Alicia said to them, slapping them on the knees. They stood and cleared the way, taking their guns with them.
    Alicia nodded toward the empty couch. “Take a seat,” she said.
    “Thanks,” Dom replied, putting his bag down on the floor and then taking the weight off his feet with a satisfied groan.
    Trixie went and sat next to him. She immediately began fanning herself with her hand.
    “My cousin Rafa will get us some drinks,” Alicia said to them. “What you guys want?”
    “Got any Bud?” Dom asked.
    Trixie rolled her eyes.
    “Bud?” Alicia echoed. “This is Tijuana, Dom, not LA. Here, we drink Corona.”
    “I’ll take one of those then.”
    Alicia turned to Trixie. “And you?”
    “I’ll just have water,” Trixie replied.
    “ Limón for me , Rafa,” Alicia requested.
    Rafa went to the fridge to grab their drinks. In the meantime, Alicia took a seat on another couch. She moved to the edge of her seat and craned her neck toward Dom and Trixie. “So, why are you here?”
    “We were hoping your dad could give us clues on how to find a temple,” Trixie answered.
    “A temple?”
    “We think a Mayan temple called the Temple of