Ximena wiped her tears. She remembered that she had been through worse situations; she could not allow this one to dominate her. She took a breath and called the guard.“I need to call my lawyer.”The guard, a fat policeman with a smile that only showed his lower teeth, simulating a laugh, replied, “Miss, this is not a hotel. They will let you call when you are incarcerated in the women's prison.”“You can't do this to me; I know my rights!” Ximena protested by grabbing the bars. But she was stopped by the guard, who hit her with the baton, crushing her fingers.Her partner pulled her in, hugging her to keep her from losing her mind. She spat at the policeman while whispering, “You are pig garbage!”“Damn you, you dykes, you filthy. Don't worry, that doesn't fit that size; now I won't even give you a glass of water.” The guard walked away, cleaning himself in disgust.“Quiet girl, it is obvious that you are of high class. You shouldn't be here; besides, you are very beautiful, and you
“He doesn't know who he's messed with.” The bar manager spoke, swinging a chainsaw.Detective Das heard him. When he came to his senses, he felt a strong pain in his head that made him remember how clumsy he had been. He arrived at the bar, where he was greeted very well—too well—although he did not want to receive anything that was offered to him. He concentrated on the label of an empty bottle. When something hit him, like a club, he managed to place his hands so as not to hit the ground, and then apparently another blow knocked him unconscious.“That's what I say to you. I am a high-ranking officer; your crimes will be made worse if you kill me. I propose that you release me, and I promise you that I will look for a way that only your bosses will be the ones to be judged.”“That is a very dirty strategy, Mr. Das.” One of the policemen appeared, although he was already in civilian clothes. “That's complicated, since the boss is neither more nor less than this chest.”“There is nothi
The first to attack was Das; he threw a fist that turned the policeman's guard, connecting with his chin, but he also received a right from his opponent. He tried to knee him in the ribs, but the policeman rushed at him, grabbing him and inflicting force. They engaged in the oldest fight, that of sumo; they tried to push each other and also to trip each other. Both calculated that they could not win in a battle of blows. Whereas the battle would be decided by attrition, they needed to knock out their opponent long enough to grab one of the pistols.This, too, failed despite knocks on the door accompanied by warnings: “We are the national police; you must open up.”The scales tipped against Das, who tried not to let his rival answer, but he did not succeed. The traitor shouted for help, which led to the door being knocked down, where a group of policemen entered, pointing their guns and ordering that no one should move.Das raised his arms, remained silent, and understood that he was l
When the doctors arrived, they were met with such a surprise. In the room, there were four bodies on the floor; they checked them all. Apparently they were the two patients and the sister of the disabled woman, who were unconscious, but a man in a doctor's suit, unknown to all, was lying dead due to a wound in the neck.“But why so much debris?” One of the doctors became alarmed as soon as he entered, contemplating overturned stretchers, instruments on the floor, and the smell of disgrace.“I recognize this fake doctor; he studied with me; as I recall, he lost his degree for malpractice; he liked to experiment on patients. They called him the cat because he covered his crap with dirt.” The head nurse began to verify the murderer, since he was the one who looked the worst.“I think I heard him. It is somewhat unlikely that he is here; however, it doesn't matter; what we have to do is check and stabilize the patients.” The doctor checked the fake doctor, realizing that he could no longe
Erik improved his condition; he helped them with the children, with the cleaning, and even cooked, but they had to move to a bigger house where they would be more comfortable. Ximena and Emily took over their companies, and he remained all day as master of the house; soon there were no more nannies and cooks.One day, Ximena arrived home early. The sight of Erik sleeping with his beautiful children on his chest moved her. Tears ran down her face, and a soft whimper escaped her, which caused the false father to wake up.“I don't know when I fell asleep; they are really adorable. I'll get up and serve you something to eat.” Erik carefully placed the baby's head on the pillows.“I'm not hungry; what I am is thirsty, and one of those dangerous ones.” Ximena wiped her lips with her tongue.“I'm going to get you some juice.” Erik got up to go to the kitchen.“But barely one.” Ximena joked, and she followed him with laughter.“I got it; I'm so slow; I just happened to order some imported bee
Erik opened the door; it was the messenger with three bottles of liquor and a dozen beers. He went through all his pockets until Ximena appeared and paid the messenger for everything, leaving him the change as a tip.“I think you ordered a lot of liquor; what do you want to do to me?” Ximena joked, but it was obvious that, with that much to drink, the only thing she would achieve was to lose her senses due to drunkenness or to get intoxicated. Which contradicted Erik's true intentions, unless he was planning to take advantage of her by force and take her without her awareness.“Yes, you are right; maybe I exaggerate. It's just that we are having a good time; I don't want this to end. The truth is that I love to see how you talk and how you move. I can't conceptualize that I am in front of such a beautiful woman; I am very lucky, but at the same time I feel that I am not worthy of you.” Erik was saying things that were moving him forward and backward. A woman doesn't like someone less
“Erik, show up; we are already late; please, we are already ready, and they say that women are the ones who take the longest to get ready.” Ximena was wearing a beautiful black dress. It fit her curvaceous body, and if it weren't for the fact that her breasts had increased in size, you wouldn't have noticed that she had given birth to two beautiful children.“We are going to be late for our friend Liz's wedding. I don't understand what she is doing in the bathroom.”. Emily spoke. She was dressed in a bright red miniskirt. She chose it because she did not want to be overshadowed by Ximena. Although now it made her uncomfortable because when she walked, it rode up, leaving her buttocks visible, and on her chest, it came down, showing more than it should have. She tried not to laugh; she had already prepared the trap for this cheater. Although they did head to a wedding, it wasn't Liz's but that of Erik's uncle. Where they would hopefully find out about the true story of their mysterious
“I don't think it's true that this swindler has something with such a beautiful woman; he must have tricked her or threatened her.” An old man grunted, shaking a cane.“She must be a prepaid model, or she's blind to getting involved with this hustler who's now coming to harm my wedding.” The groom took off his jacket and rolled up his sleeves, getting ready to fight.“Stop, you're wrong; we're just friends. We have known Erik for a long time, and it was very strange for us to receive an invitation from his ungrateful family. Erik has been on the verge of death several times, and no one has deigned to visit him. Even the last time, it was up to me to pay the bill, since they took away the little they gave him when he graduated from psychology.” Ximena argued indignantly, let go, and started shaking her hands.“I was right; he has them fooled; they are other victims of this climber.” Grandfather threw the cane at her and almost hit her in the forehead, but Emily“If he is a lucky whippe
“Angelo, I will kill your children first, then your sister-in-law, then you, although I will take my time with everyone.” The old man took a rusty poker and went to the prisoners' cage. “Sir, we are informed that Alexandros took another route; it is possible that he went wrong. Or he kind of stole the money.” A henchman arrives to inform him.“That can't be possible, and if it is, we will look for his mother, and we will apply five hundred bullets to make that rat come out of his hiding place.” Giuseppe spat on the ground and almost dropped his box of teeth.“Besides, there is something very strange; the lookouts on the road report many cars in the sector. More than usual, it is possible that it is a rescue; it would be better, sir, if you were eliminated quickly, and we leave.” The assistant lowered his head as he spoke to him.“Nonsense, that doesn't mean anything. Besides, I have been waiting for this moment for years; I am going to savor it; I will be delighted; it will be a spec
“I thank you very much for this last favor.”“Do not worry and remember it very well; I can't have friendships with a snitch. Although your grandfather also helped, the old man sold the castle and the little that was left.”“Yes, José Luis, I know; he told me that he feels very guilty about everything that happened with Ximena; he knows that he will have to pay for that when he dies.”“Angelo, enough with the sermons; we must concentrate on the operation; they shouldn't have called the police; it complicates everything.”“I didn't do it, it was up to her and Detective Das; I would have preferred something from us.”“It might be better; Max's father, whose real name is Giuseppe Latin, has more money than all of us together, therefore more men and means.”“I am confident that we will succeed, as we always do.”“Of course, Angelo, we make it, or we die, either way, for the hole we drive.”“It may happen, but at least I'll take Giuseppe with me; I'll send him to meet Max.”“At least the c
Fire trucks arrive on the scene, making their way through the curious and opportunists. The police cordon off the scene and search for witnesses to the tragedy.“Detective, a wounded soldier. He says that some very suspicious subjects were going to leave a car on the front sidewalk, and that a comrade went to stop them, and the driver shot him, so they returned fire, and that caused that terrible explosion.” A policeman informed his superior.“I knew they were going to attack Ximena. And as usual, my boss didn't listen to me.”“Detective, they took a lot of precautions, and that's why they doubled the guard.” The officer left to help the firefighters remove debris.Ximena emerged from the chaos, filthy and disoriented, accompanied by escorts.“Mrs. Ximena, are you hurt?”“Detective Das, what happened? Do you know anything about Angelo?” Ximena greeted her, hugging her detective.“It seems they were planning to blow this building sky-high to silence her. As for Angelo, I assumed he was
“I need a way out; I have to go see him.” I have repeated these words many times, every day during these weeks, and I receive the same answers, although today a doctor answers me something different.“Mrs. Ximena, you know that it is something very complex because the gentleman is in another hospital since he was more injured. On the other hand, you still require special care, and although I have news for you, you are going to get out of here.” The doctor with the face of a kindly old man purses his lips to give a dramatic pause or to wait for my answer, but I just make a puzzled grimace, so he goes on, “Yes, as you can hear, we are going to get out.”“Explain me better; I notice something strange in the way you say it.” While I speak, the old man moves his mouth between fake smiles and sucker punches.“Mrs. Ximena, the judge who is handling your case demands that you be interrogated; that's what we are going to do, and it could be that your husband is also required; suddenly you will
“Where am I? Who am I?” I have asked these questions several times. Until suddenly my consciousness becomes clear, and the memories hit me all of a sudden. I look around me; it takes me a while to realize that I am in a hospital, in a first-aid room, and the smell of anesthesia raises my blood pressure. The doctors surround me with syringes, perhaps with painkillers, although they inject them in the serum, and I think I manage to ask for Angelo and my children before falling asleep.I have no hands, no feet, no face, or anything. It seems to me that I am a painting on a wall contemplating the horizon, but suddenly I am also someone who observes the painting. I detail that it is a canvas of my life and that it was painted with tears and smiles. I see it and I see me, both screens at the same time, until a blue energy shakes us and my eyes see a great light. Furthermore, as I turn my head and observe people dressed in white and blue, I hear, “We are going to intubate her.”It is a proce
“Calm down, my children; it won't be long now until we get to Bogotá.” Ximena consoled her children and herself.The long trip was coming to an end. She arrived at the central terminal; she went downstairs normally; the freezing city air calmed her; she breathed in the aroma of progress; and she prepared to leave to board the cabs. Everything seemed perfect until she saw a man who, upon seeing her, called someone on the phone.“I'm going to get caught.” These words escaped her, and she turned around, raised her children, and walked quickly. But, rather than running to avoid suspicion, she turned her head to see that the man was following her, accompanied by two others dressed in black. She calculated that her best strategy was to return to the fleet under the pretext that she had forgotten her luggage, so she could go back to the unloading area. But instead of looking for a non-existent suitcase, she marched quickly towards the exit of the buses, crossed the avenue, walked a few meter
“How is it that such a pretty young lady with such a pair of little angels walks around this region so full of dangers?”“I was visiting my grandfather; he lives in the mountains.”“It's good to go back to the country, to know the roots; besides, as an old man, you don't know when you will see your loved one for the last time; tell me, I haven't seen my daughter for a long time.”“And that, is it, that you are angry?”“No, miss, it's just that some criminals killed her. And she had two granddaughters who were taken by an uncle who refused to allow me to see them. It was very difficult; that's why I went to the country with my wife until she died. Now all I have left are memories of my life—of what I did, what I didn't do, and what could have been. Although the truth is that I'm not from around here, I'm retracing my steps. I know that the bone is breathing down my neck; although I'm still afraid of the uncertainty of the afterlife, I also long for it because this body no longer respon
“We are going to finish off even the sow's nest.” Angelo closed his black jacket, lowered his balaclava cap to cover his face, and jumped from the helicopter held by a rope. When he touched the ground, he landed with both legs, running straight ahead with the gun. He imagined he was diving from a very high pool; he didn't even turn to see if his men were following him. He neutralized a couple of guards and, little by little, his adrenaline went down as his sadness increased.“Sir, we went all over the place, and there is no trace of a woman and two children.” The mercenary Can-Can informed him, turning his head and looking for any threat.“It can't be possible; this is the place.” Angelo kicked a table to calm his mixed feelings.“My lord is not wrong; look here; we found this dog in a hiding place.” Jose Luis came in and pushed Diego to the floor.“Damn rat! What did you do with my wife and children?” Angelo lifted Diego by the neck while he was shaking. It was hard to understand wha
“Okay, Angelo, I'll tell you.” Emily cleared her throat, her voice almost unable to come out because those strong hands were choking her. “I made a mistake in proposing that question to you.”“Please forgive me; I didn't want to go to these extremes; it's just that I'm very worried.” Angelo whispered, letting go of her neck, “I know she's in danger; besides, I'm having the same symptoms as when she was pregnant with my twins; I hope it's just my psychosis.”“Angelo, I understand you. Hold on; I'll calm down, or I'll end up in an ambulance.” Emily exhaled, speaking fast, took a deep breath, mentally repeating the mantras that helped her calm down, and continued, “Please don't tell her that I was the gossip rat.”“You can tell her that I made you; although you will have to come with me, we must plan a way to rescue her.” Angelo picked up the hamburger again to eat it.“I remember when Ximena found me after we were separated because we were adopted by different families. She took me to e