As I was putting the finishing touches on my makeup, I slowly became aware of something deeply troubling.

I had relaxed with Mr. Montoya.

Not entirely, of course. I still remembered exactly who he was. A dangerous man. A controlling man. A literal mafia boss who was currently hiding me from another mafia boss who, it seemed, wanted to use me for reasons I didn't yet fully understand. None of that had magically disappeared.

But at some point during the last four days in this hotel room, the shar