Miguel Vargas did not see the skinny American until it was too late. The man had covered Vargas’s mouth with his bony hand while he shoved a knife upward into Vargas’s belly, sending the blade under his rib cage and into his heart. The Venezuelan banker was dead before the skinny man could clean his blade.
Officially, his death would become just another unsolved homicide in Parque Los Caobos in Caracas, but unofficially, everyone knew he was killed because of the pretty American girl he murdered some fifteen years earlier.