The poor girl should be dying of pain. I had gone through so many painful situations that the body seemed to have gotten used to it. But she was bleeding somewhere that should be lethal. A human body has no more than a few liters of blood in the body. She couldn't stand long in that state of fainting and regaining consciousness. My hope is that someone else would come up to help us, because my instinct said that something very wrong was happening to those men. And this was even more evident when I felt the reverberations on the door on my side of the car. It was the most damaged side, in which the door and the ceiling kneaded so much that it was impossible to see its interior.It was lucky that my seat was practically loose against the panel, or I would have broken the column exactly at the time of the impact, due to the compression on the ceiling that lowered it until the entire metal structure became a ball. The person who moved on my side of the car, tried to see, and uttered a bad
"Mika, listen to me" I tried to move my arms to get to her, but I failed. Mikaela moved to me on her own. Her face was so close that I could smell the blood in her hair. "These men won't just kidnap you. I need you to try to escape. Fight to the end. Don't let them take you without resistance. They will never let you survive. Especially for being a Johnson. Mika, listen to me, your father has no power against the Brotherhood. He couldn't even prevent this from happening, he won't be able to find you. Please run away and don't look back. They have already had countless possibilities of killing me and never did. I have to stay alive. They need some Maxwell in power. They just want to destroy me and now they know they can do it by using you. Don't stay to help me under any circumstances. I'm asking with my heart. Run away. At the first opportunity you have. They're going to take a long time to get me out of the car, so run away as soon as possible. Do you think you can go through the win
I didn't even notice that the unknown man was again bending down next to me, even when a strong light was thrown against my face and his head appeared. Because I was looking at Mikaela's legs in the other window, seeing when she suddenly softened and how the men pulled her up in order to carry her, still making debauched and unflatterous comments for a woman to have to listen. That scared me so much that everything else became very small and unimportant. I knew how the basics of the Brotherhood worked. Those men had no scruples. They could easily kill, steal, rape, and would not be afraid to settle accounts with other people later. That's why it took me a while to understand that the man still had one more message to give me, and when he spoke, it took me even longer to decipher the lines."A man without fear is capable of anything, miss. That's why we want to make sure that fear won't exist for someone like you. This is a message from Aslan, our new leader: when you have to choose, c
"If I said, I would be lying, girl," said the man in a tone of regret. So he completed it with something, but my panic and the noise of the tools of the firefighters who were trying to rescue me left me momentarily deaf. So he repeated it. "It's not certain that I say this to a civilian, but considering that you must already have some good contacts with the police... The truth is that the city is being evacuated little by little. The survivors, those who have not been fully affected and have had their homes marked, are being taken to more distant cities. Some are remaining in bases protected by the army. Some countries have received calls for help, few have answered, but they will still take a long time. The biggest concern is with tonight. No one believes you're safe. I know decorated police officers who are hiding on farms so they don't have to face what this Brotherhood promises to do in the city.”"Isn't this characterized as desertion? "I questioned in an incredulous tone. "For G
"I still need my cell phone" I spoke in a low tone, feeling tears roll in my eyes. I didn't know if I was crying in pain or fear. "I have to call someone. Someone needs to know about all this that I believe may be happening. I don't have any more time to waste. I did everything I could. I tried in every possible way to protect my friends from this mess. But now I need to face it. I don't have time to go to the hospital. Find my cell phone.”"Look, lady, the world may have gone crazy, but you don't have superpowers," said the firefighter, shaking his head. “You will go to the hospital anyway. It doesn't matter how much you curse us. We have to save as many lives as we can or else our work has never served as crap. The feeling of helplessness and helplessness for last night is enough. I never want to go through this again. So, behave, and stay calm. We are getting you out of this damn car and this hellish night will be over. I can't stand so many problems anymore. To think that I would
For a long time I thought that Jonathan had chosen to raise a new family out of need, but now I saw that it was out of power. And as much as they hit the key that they were a family, they weren't. They were just pawns who liked to be used. Just puppets for a play that Jonathan liked to play. They just didn't understand that they were disposable. That my brother never had the ability to love someone; maybe not even himself. And now these people turned against me, as if I were the cause of their misfortunes. But it was even better for them to hate me than to reach those I loved.Mikaela was just one of the ones I valued the most in that life. There was still my mother, weakened by the idea that my brother had returned and then left again. Suzane, Hunter, your sentimental babies. Colton and his smart way of having me in the palms of his hands. And they all already knew about the existence of the Brotherhood and what they could do against their lives. And they knew they should stay united
"I wanted him to come back," I rejoiced, feeling the tears again burning in my eyes, but I held them tight. "I prayed for so many days and nights that I can't remember, Colton. I asked him to come back and I could find out the truth. I always felt bad for thinking that Suzane would have killed him, and I wanted to know the whole truth, before it eroded me. If I had never asked for his return, if I had never made him feel like I wanted him around, none of this would be happening. My father should have told him that I never let his memory be forgotten. They should comment that my mother and I did not take the idea of Suzane not being move by her death. He must have thought he was still loved and loved. But he wasn't. We didn't know who my brother really was. We didn't want to see, despite the signs. Ah, Colton, I regret it so much.”I couldn't contain those tears anymore, and they ran out salty, heavy and hot. In a second Colton's hand was already caressing my hair, and a kiss was plant
My friend sighed, dropping herself on the chair. She tilted her neck back and softened her arms. It looked like an undead, and that would have made me laugh for hours if it was in one of my normal days, but that was not the case. It was comical, but nothing funny. And Suzane seemed to collapse as if the whole world was falling on her only at that moment. I didn't doubt that was the case. She was holding the whole bar of a company attacked by the Brotherhood, dead employees, missing sister, hospitalized friend, husband being called by the police for clarification, and a country in chaos. And we both felt the same weight of that guilt. She wished for Jonathan's death, but still wondered about the past. Maybe someday I didn't want him to come back too to find out what would actually have happened."I'm exhausted," she said, taking her hands close to her stomach. "I'm with a husband who needs to go to the police on a daily basis, or will be arrested for somehow helping in the Brotherhood'
The nightclub was crowded that night.It wasn't difficult for that to happen, though. Everyone knew that that place was only filled with regulars by the numerous illicit activities that occurred between the parts illuminated only by the lights that flashed from time to time with colored kaleidoscopes. All the regulars ended their night with good debts in their pockets, enriching the owner of the place, who almost never mingled with those who used their establishment to hide their atrocities for money from the police and the rest of the world.That night, however, the owner of the establishment had left his room on the upper floor of the nightclub, and had taken the trouble to join two other men as arrogant and unnecessary in appearance as this first. All of them were being pampered by the women who worked at the nightclub, because the men allowed there were only the security guards and those who prepared the drinks.Women of all colors and ages walked back and forth in a few clothes.
"I would never sanctify my brother," I guaranteed in a cold tone, although I smiled. "I never told you exactly who Jonathan was, did I? “Osman shook his head, so I sighed. "Jonathan has always been very temperamental. Complicated to deal with. He never introduced us to girlfriends. At least, as far as I can remember. Then he came up dating Suzane Johnson, and at the time of dating, he was aggressive and abusive. He almost killed her, and when he couldn't, he made everyone go against her. The few who supported her made my father and brother pay. But those people had no idea that they ran an entire country. So, even when my brother was presumed dead, and even when my father lost his fortune, they continued to have power over each of us.”"We knew about Suzane Johnson," Osman confessed, watching the sun set on the horizon. "But we didn't know what she could have represented in Saltuk's life. As far as we understood, he was only connected to a woman from his past, and we all knew that he
"When that happens, and if it happens, I'll be ready "I spoke in a tone of triumph, opening a smile without showing my teeth. Aslan's hatred flashed in his eyes and he looked at me as if he were really looking into the eyes of a venomous snake. "You can come after me, because I will always be waiting for you or anyone from the Red Brotherhood. I don't need the police on my way, Aslan. I don't need to work for someone specific, I can take care of myself. I'm more than you think. I became something much bigger that night when you decided to take one of the best people in my life. That night, you determined that I would be your worst enemy. And here I am. I'm not a God. I'm not a ruler. I'm not a person who rose from the dead, as my brother claimed to be. I'm just the one who ended up with a Brotherhood that survived for decades. I am the one who goes after each one of you to condemn you. You will remember my name. You will know what I became that night. And when the day comes, you will
The little boy gave a wide smile, nodding with energy. I walked away from your house, feeling the looks of those poor and desperate people. Watching the children walking freely on dirty puddles and the countless elderly people who sneaked through the open doors of their wooden houses to see that group of foreigners marching away. An entire population that was hidden by the tyrants and dictators who thought they were the owners of their lives.At that moment I really understood my purpose to stay alive.The Red Brotherhood was like the barracks in which I was staying with the American army. The place was located in an open and isolated area, with no houses around, no factories or any impression that people could easily access. In fact, it was necessary for a small boat to travel through the waters of the river that crossed the city to reach that islet on which the barracks remained erected. While the boat in which Osman and I were cleared the waters of that river, with small droplets r
My brother got involved in it because of his thirst for revenge. He made Suzane and I get involved up to the neck in that whole story. I judged and condemned him for being part of a terrorist mafia. I never noticed that I did that to other people myself. And I had just repeated the story by dragging that family to the same bottom of the pit where I was. Not all the excuses in the world would be enough to explain what I was putting them in.“What does your necklace mean? "Asked the little boy named Can. I took a look down. Lately I only remembered the pendant when I imagined that the police would be aware of each of my steps by the little tracker they arrested there. I almost didn't remember that I got it exactly on the last night of Mikaela Johnson's life. I divated for so long that the little boy even thought I wouldn't answer anymore. "I don't want to sound uneducate. I thought you knew about altın yılan's tale.”"The tale of what? "I questioned in a low voice. The boy's father was
The little boy translated, and at this point one of the young people on the couch became more rigid, as if the mention of the police aroused some peculiar kind of interest among them. Perhaps the word in its translation was something that demonstrated authority, and not a specific position. And that they could be understanding that people of a very special and powerful nature could have taken me to their country. The chance for them to think that I could be something worse than the Brotherhood was very great. I took a deep breath to avoid stuttering when I needed to talk again. The little boy finished translating and was silent. It was the lady closest to the arm of the couch who said a few words to him."They want to know what our people need," said the little boy, so he interrupted, because his grandmother kept talking and pointing to the space on the roof. Would they really be so bothered just because I fell? I wonder if they didn't understand that for that, I would have to have a
"Do you think you can reach the next window? "Murmured Osman, his voice sounding no more than a warm breeze against the cold wind. I nodded, but I hesitated. “Great. Remember the training on the climbing wall. Imagine that you are still using the safety equipment. Imagine that there is a mattress down there, waiting for the moment when you will fall. Everything will be fine, Penelope. Just jump. I'll be here if something goes wrong. I promise to pull you.”“Miss Maxwell? "He called Aslan once again, with a note of laughter in his voice. He knocked on the door, with such a slow movement that I knew very well that he was having fun with the situation. Of course he loved that game. I had learned from my father and my brother. The only one who seemed less aware of how to play like that was myself. "I need to say that it doesn't matter where you are. We'll be there. Everyone in this city respects us. Everyone knows that the Brotherhood rewards its allies and torments its enemies. Even if y
"I had to learn everything again after my accident," I said in a low voice. "I had to learn to breathe, walk, talk, and move. So that must have been why the training with the police was better to do. I'm still learning, but the difference is huge. I really feel like a person prepared for any situation. From an extreme cold to an endless race. Even though I have to depend on the firecracker for almost everything, I'm still better than I was in basic activities. Not to mention that my reflexes are much better now. So he was right. It's easier to learn everything when you've forgotten how to do it. That must be why they considered my brother as a God. It was not because he came back from the dead, but because he reached a level of lethality that no one alive has achieved. But I did it. And I think that's exactly what they expected me to do.”"Perhaps, but in relation to the children and his brother, it's all true," Osman said, nodding absent-mindedly. He let out another heavy sigh. "Ther
The arrogance of the leader name of the Brotherhood would be his downfall. He never thought that the police would appear, even more so in large quantities. He never thought that a simple auction "which always took place on days of the week known to people" would cause the police to invade the place. Of course, it would not take long for his sources to inform him of what happened, but, by then, hopefully we would have released the kidnapped children. Aslan had no chance. And worst of all, he left his soldiers and friends, or brothers as they were called, alone. He didn't set up an escort outside to see if they would be okay. He didn't send people to watch the sales and make sure nothing went wrong. He left the people who trusted him the most without any protection. And the strangest thing about all this is that they still remained faithful to that rotten Brotherhood.The police easily surrendered the members of the Brotherhood in that hall, and managed to arrest all the rich who were w