I still lay in the bed hours later drawing imaginary circles and patterns on the sheets with the tip of my finger. It had been the worse day of my life from start to finish. I hadn't slept, eaten and besides one glass of water, I'd had nothing to drink either. But I wasn't thinking about that anymore. I was numb to it.
Andrea had returned two hours after he left but didn't come upstairs which I was eternally grateful for. The thought of seein
Andrea came into the bedroom an hour or so later after the other men had left. He peeled off his shirt and collapsed next to me on the bed. He reeked of beer and tequila and a shiny sweat was visible on his skin as he fumbled around in his belt for his gun which he then threw carelessly onto the nightstand.
Three hours later, I was sat in the back of an SUV with Andrea as Chico drove. Thankfully, we'd avoided the sketchy boat trip and taken a jungle track away from the house instead, but the journey was long and silent. Andrea had forced me into a tight black dress with a deep cleavage and given me a new identity as a girl named Polly.
TWWhen we got back to the
The next morning, the sky was thick with cloud and the air dank and clingy. Through an open window, the humid smell of the rainforest drifted in and settled in the bedroom.Andrea was gone.I didn't know where and frankly, I didn't care. It gave me the opportunity to get up and rid myself of him in a cold shower. I sat on the floor underneath the shower faucet and let the water fall onto my head and drip down my back. As I pulled my knees into my chest, I watched it disappeared in a neat stream down the drain in the corner of the shower.I stayed the
I took a few seconds to catch my breath before fumbling back into the warehouse. Javier's body was still in a bloody mess on the floor and Andrea had only got as far as rolling him onto his back. I gasped at the site of his pale grey skin and wide-open eyes before taking a deep breath and shakily looking in his pocket for a phone.Blood was still pouring out of his head and it got on my hands but all I could think about was calling Leo before Andrea could get back and find me.I eventually found his mobile, the screen was cracked, presumably from his fall and it only had one bar of service but I could still dial Leo's number.
Before the guard could get as far as examining the boxes in the boot, Andrea had jumped out of the car and shot him dead before aiming at the other five guards who had come to inspect the car. Before the first could even hit the ground, they were all dead.
Leo's POV"Gustavo Escobar," I said to Blair and Luca as we stood by the car parked on the side of a road that went through Caracas, the capital city of Venezuela that we'd been searching through for days for any sign of Ella. "She said
A day later, Andrea's leg was healing fast. He was still limping but when I redressed the wound in the early afternoon, it had reduced in size, new skin had grown, and he was in far less pain than the day before.It had been a relativel