For my colleague Roger Simon aka Rogelio Simón, who inducted the Lakers into the known religions and placed Moses Wine on my path.
For my colleague Andreu Martín, who clearly delights in writing novels as much as I do.
For my colleague Pérez Valero, who clearly suffers as much as I do.
For colleague Dick Lochte, who lent his name to a character.
For colleagues Ross Thomas and Joe Gores, who will appear as the owners of a brothel in Tijuana in my next novel.
To these, my friends, a novel for the ones they have given me, with the reader’s gratitude.