Mists of the Sierra Madre

Her head heavy, Isabel painfully opens her eyes. Memories flood back, confused and fragmented: the dense fog enveloping the small private plane, the engine sputtering, then the vertiginous plunge into the heart of a remote Mexican canyon at the ends of the earth…What Isabel doesn't yet know is that just a few meters away, a man is silently watching her. A man she thought she had fled from forever: Diego Vidal.