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CHAPTER SIXTY-FOUR
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The gangster and the pianist CHAPTER SIXTY-FIVE
WHERE ARE YOU?Cloe woke up an hour after Túlio had gotten up and called out to him. She got up, stretching like a cat and smelled freshly brewed coffee. She sat at the table and opened the door for Ant, who scratched at the wood, asking to come in:"He left you outside, my sweetheart? Have you eaten?" As the little dog didn't complain of hunger, she knew Túlio had already fed her. She spread some jelly on a piece of toast and, after having her coffee, went out onto the balcony with the dog close behind. She saw Túlio's phone on top of her piano and was surprised because he never left without it. He must be nearby and would be back soon. She got dressed to go to the gym and took Ant for a walk after putting on her workout clothes. She left the dog at home and went down to the gym, where she stayed for two hours. She returned exhausted, took a shower and saw that Túlio's phone was still in the same place, indicating that he hadn't come home yet. Strange. She then called Gringo, and hal
The gangster and the pianist CHAPTER SIXTY SIX
ALL VERY FASTLayla screamed when she saw the girl's shocked expression and assumed that Túlio's grandson was dead, that she had received even worse news, and fell to her knees. Cloe then straightened up. She had to be strong for her, for Túlio's grandmother."They found out that they ambushed him, Layla. Jânio's men got him, and that's all Gringo knows. He's going to the office to explain it to us better. Let's go!"Layla quickly got up, and the two of them left the house to meet the men.But just as they were reaching the gate, they came face to face with Shay, and Cloe's blood boiled. Of all the people she wanted to see now, Shay was the last, and she wasn't in the right state of mind for it.Cloe even forgot that Layla was by her side and drew her gun from her waist, aiming it right at the girl's forehead."Get out of my way, Shay, or I'll shoot you!" Layla had never seen her in action, never seen the complete transformation of the girl. One minute she was crying desperately, the
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A LOVE SONG FOR YOU As everything happened very quickly, Gringo had to attend to Cloe while his men spun their tires beside them and raced off. At the same time that they barely had time to attend to Cloe, Paco's truck also took off and they didn't even have time to get there, as they were several good meters away from the shed and Sopapo, Cannibal, and the others went back in while leaving Gringo with an unconscious Cloe. But when they arrived at the shed, nothing. Neither Túlio was injured, nor shot, nor anyone. Cloe came to and her lament sounded more like that of a wounded animal. Her cries were painful and chilling, and Gringo had never felt so powerless in his life. From where they were, Cloe and he hadn't seen who shot Túlio. They suspected it was Jânio, but they weren't sure because they couldn't see well. "What will I tell Layla? How will I live after this?" Cloe no longer groaned or lamented, but lying on the red dirt ground, she screamed at the top of her lungs, inconsolab
The gangster and the pianist CHAPTER SIXTY-EIGHT
"SPARE HER" A week had passed since the infiltrator in Jânio's gang told them he had heard from the leader himself that he had killed Túlio. They couldn't invade Jânio's mansion without Paco's orders or approval. Paco had been unreachable since he returned from whatever country he had been hiding from Interpol in, and fights had been breaking out since then. Túlio's men were constantly putting out fires. Cloe had barely seen Gringo that week, and the current leader had taken Layla to another location. In the early hours of the day they heard that Jânio might have killed Túlio, four men sent by Gringo entered Layla's house and took her away to a place Cloe couldn't even know. Gringo hugged her and explained that it was necessary and that she had his word that Layla would be treated well. He insisted that Cloe stay with her, but Cloe didn't even bother to respond, which he had already expected, and so she couldn't know where they had taken her. Despair overwhelmed her again. Many days
The gangster and the pianist CHAPTER SIXTY-NINE
SOUP SALTED THROUGH TEARSAnd she was prepared for another night of playing until her fingers were numb when Shay knocked on her gate."What do you want, Shay?" she asked curtly, and before the girl could say anything, she turned her back and Shay followed her into the house. She hadn't invited her, and she wasn't in the mood for conversation.Shay entered the gate behind her and followed her to the kitchen. Seeing that Cloe was going to sit down at the piano and stay there for hours, as she had listened to her every night as she passed by her house countless times, she said:"I'll make some coffee."Cloe didn't care what she would do, she started playing the music they had composed for Tulio and closed her eyes and immersed herself. She opened her eyes when Shay put a cup on the table and, with Ant in her lap, began speaking before the girl got lost in the music:"Did you know that Tulio saved my father's life?"There, she got Cloe's attention, who only looked at her and didn't respo
The gangster and the pianist CHAPTER SEVENTY
I WAS BORN THE DAY I MET YOUThat night, Cloe managed to sleep after weeks of sleepless and distressing nights. In the morning, she didn't go to the gym, went for a walk with Ant as usual, and then went to Dr. Frane's clinic. She didn't need the tests to know she was expecting a baby, but she wanted to do everything right. Flora took her tests, and congratulated her with a warm hug."You'll need to eat more, girl. You're thinner and you'll need vitamins, huh?" the nurse told her, "but you look better."Cloe knew from now on things would be better. Her baby needed her to be strong and not cry. And she was strong!Leaving the clinic, she walked up the street where she knew there was a hair salon, and after getting her nails done, she asked the hairstylist:"Please, I want you to cut my hair like this and leave it this color," she showed the specialist an old photo of hers on Facebook."Okay. Do you want to go back to your original color?" the woman asked her, putting on her apron and lo
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AN IMAGINARY FRIEND?Two months later, her weight had returned to normal, the thinness with which she had arrived at her parents' house had disappeared and she was feeling very well. The nausea had also passed, and her friendship with Hanna had returned as if they hadn't been apart. Ant had adapted well and was the darling of the house, her father had named her the youngest of the family."You are the most beautiful pregnant woman I've ever seen," Hanna told her as they had breakfast at her house. "I want to organize a baby shower for you, one of those big ones!"Cloe had forgotten how lively her friend was. Hanna was studying art and that was all she talked about. She was dating a wonderful guy and they were planning to get married next fall.Cloe's belly was already showing, and she talked to her baby constantly. All she had to do was be alone, and she would start a dialogue with her belly. Peter was engaged to Fiona, a teacher at the college where Cloe had studied, and when he foun
The gangster and the pianist CHAPTER SEVENTY TWO
ANOTHER LEADER RISES UP AND MUCH WORSE!The months passed. Three months had passed since she had seen Gringo in front of her son's school and remembering that still brought a smile to her lips. She now knew he was always around and no longer tried to hide from her behind trees or duck in his car when he passed by her."Mom, tell me about my dad again?" Túlio asked as they crouched down in the yard, and she planted seedlings in the soil. It was a custom she never lost since Dália. Milla and she had started planting with the lady.Cloe sat on the ground, pulled her son onto her lap, his little hands dirty from the red soil. "Your father was the most wonderful man in the world, son. Mommy met him at the door of the school where I studied. I saw him for the first time when I was leaving school one day with Aunt Hanna," she said, repeating the story she always told him and would never tire of telling."Like Thales?""Yes. And Thales, Mommy always called him Gringo, you know? That's his nic
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