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All Chapters of SOLD TO THE CEO: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50
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THE WHITE... The consumer of souls. There is a myth that says the devil in ancient times bestowed favors. It was like a kind of creditor, and people got into debt of their own free will. A few times later, when the devil came back to collect his share, people refused to pay. He, because he did not like to be deceived, burned their houses, their children and their fortunes. I look through the windows. It's a beautiful day, as far as New York is concerned. I'm sitting at one of the tables in the three-story cafeteria right in midtown Manhattan, one of the best in town, by the way. - Sir? – the attendant calls, with her soft, low voice, because she doesn't want to sound rude. I look at the lady in front of my desk. Charlotte. Every day, she gets up early, takes a train from the station closest to her home and arrives at the service even before sunrise. Charlotte opens the cafeteria, cleans the tables and puts on her impeccable uniform. She smiles at every tycoon who enters the establ
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ANGELIC...When you wake up and fall asleep with literally everyone's attention, it's hard to have a personality. Smile, be kind and reserved, don't talk, don't walk away... the rules become the only sure thing. Having friends, an ordinary teenage life or a free childhood are not on the priority list. Nothing but the protocols between.There is a golden cage and everything outside is forbidden fruit. You wonder what's out there and want to live as much as you can, but there's a clear limit. This limit, for me, is my father.The president of the country, and one of the richest men in it. The kind of person who loves his social status, and possibly his only daughter. There are those who say that he would have preferred to have a son, but he was content to have a daughter and be able to mold her according to his will.- How's the perimeter? – Marcos, my personal security, asks pressing the tip of his ear. He hears the answer – We'll be there in a minute.We're in the White House's second
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THE WHITE...Money moves the world, and I'm not superficial when I say that. Even the churches are full of millionaire paintings and corrupt priests. I mean, how far can we go in terms of purchasing power? Because everything has a price, some are just higher.I especially like waterfront mansions and sports cars. My character is highly questionable if you have a million dollars to offer me. But don't tell me the word with less than that.However, the money is not in the first place. Respect is.I park my latest purchase in front of the Campbell mansion, owned by one of Italy's wealthiest families. After getting out of the car, I straighten the black suit, even though I'm sure it's perfect.I walk to the front door of the house and, meanwhile, return to the previous thought. Money is everything. My last service was to Daniel Campbell's only son. He wanted his father to sleep the sleep of the just to put his devilish little hands on the family fortune.If you ask me, I'll say I don't ag
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THE WHITE...The first date is always a milestone in a man's life, and in my case, it means my first contact with the targets. I need to do some reading work: How many security guards? What places are you going to? Who could be blamed?Killing is easy, hiding evidence is a work of art.I treat my victims like a packer treats packages. It's never personal. If I get caught up in the details and sensitized, I get lost. I don't see anyone, I see a job.I park the bike on the side of the street and take off my helmet. On the other side, there is a small artisan café, run by Maria, mother of two small children. The store was renovated last year after vandals set it on fire. And why do I know all this? Because that's where Angelic buys his favorite coffee; coffee with almond milk, whipped cream and essence of mint.I lower the support foot of the motorcycle and I wait. After a few minutes, Angelic's personal security, Marcos, comes out of the store with a bag. He is a former MMA fighter who
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THE WHITE...I probably shouldn't see her. It's simple. Hit the target and get the job done, never look back unless you forgot the socket on the ground. But Angelic does a different job. She held my attention longer than necessary.I never see a face. I don't memorize details unless I dream of them later. I don't know his hair color or height. These are just targets, it's just a job. But I saw her. I now know the color of your hair, your height and shape, the color of your eyes and the structure of your nose. I know all its characteristics.I am an observant man. I never forget something if I spend more than five seconds looking at it, which is why I didn't have to look away a second time to make sure I captured an image of her in my spirit.The hair is light blonde, almost white, but some strands are darker than others. The nose is fine, small and slightly projecting upwards. The eyes are blue, no different from those of other blondes. But the lips… fuck, the lips. A woman with the r
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THE WHITE...I park the Tesla in front of the house of God. At least, that's what they say. The place where the corrupt politician kneels and asks forgiveness for leaving half a million people below the poverty line.I close my jacket and slowly enter the church. I admire the building, three times bigger than the last time I saw it. The building is old, but not old. The colors, the Renaissance style, the shapes. Everything gives the impression that the church has never been renovated, but the truth is that less than a million dollars would hardly be enough to raise the pillars.I look up at the cloudy sky. The instability of the climate in the big cities is what makes me miss an isolated island in southern Europe.I enter the holy temple, looking around out of habit. It is empty because it is still on Monday afternoon.It's been two days since the White House dinner, and I'm theoretically late. This service should be finished now. However, with Detective Pierce hot on my trail, I'm go
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ANGELIC...Marcos holds the back door of the Rolls Royce open so I can enter. This is the first time in two days that I have appeared in public with a scarf over my face. I leave the church and walk with big strides towards the car. As soon as I get in, Peter, the driver, accelerates.Even if I go home, my thoughts remain in this confessional. I left the guilt there, but it brought another feeling with me. Curiosity. It wasn't Father Bee, or anyone else who lives in the diocese. I know them all.I lean my head against the glass and close my eyes. I have to do my penance so that everything goes well. I felt guilty because, considering everything that had happened that night, the only thing that stuck in my mind permanently was Bruce.I take the rosary out of my robe and hold it. Maybe if I use it often enough, I can get rid of the sin I've had for two days.We got back in no time. The church is really close. Peter parks under the marquee, Marcos opens my door and I walk out, heading fo
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THE WHITE...Elliot Donneli is an ordinary politician, as corrupt and mean as any. But he forged a good character, so much so that he reached the presidency. Sometimes he gives a drop of water to the poor and wins their love. Because for someone who still has nothing, everything is a lot.Senator Mares is no different. Banknotes are anything that fills your mind. During the five minutes of conversation we had, I realized that he would sell his own children to me if I offered.– Taxation is absurd – comments Mares.When I checked Angelic's life, I found the name of Vicenzo Mares, her boyfriend, or something. He goes into politics, probably because his father has an inheritance. I had to look into the senator's life to understand the whole enigma. Married, father of three children, investor and, out of curiosity, a pedophile.- I need to make a call. Excuse me, I say. In front of their response, I turn away.I head for the garden of the Donneli mansion. I confess that I had spent many y
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ANGELIC...The noise in the garden wakes me up. The employees organize the outdoor space after yesterday's party. I put the pillow over my head and try to go back to sleep, but it's impossible. I'm giving up.Despite myself, I get out of bed and put on my bathrobe over my nightgown. My head hurts, partly because I haven't slept enough, but I can't deny that last night I was tossing and turning in my bed, unable to sleep, thinking about my conversation with Bruce .I knew the moment I entered the confessional that Father Bee was not on the other side of the screen. Padre's breathing is smooth and heavy, with short spaces between exhalations. And yet I confessed. I desperately wanted to go and confess to someone who wouldn't tell my father about my sins later.After brushing my teeth and washing my face, I go down to the first floor. The table is already set with breakfast, but Margot and Elliot still haven't come down. I zip up my bathrobe and sit down on the chair to the left of the h
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THE WHITE...When I leave the presidential residence, Peter, the driver, has already parked the Tesla under the marquee. He gets out of the car as I approach and hands me the key card. As soon as I take the card and get in the car, I feel my cell phone vibrate in my pants pocket. It's an unknown number, but since I only gave it to one person in America, I know who it is."Detective", I salute.- Mr. Campbell,” mutters Kevin Pierce.I hear the noise from the police station through the cell phone. Phones are constantly ringing, side conversations and computer keys are being pressed. I can be stressed just by idealizing the environment."New doubts have emerged in the investigation into the attack," he informs.I start the car and leave the Donneli estate.“Then you are on the right track."You know…I heard about you." The noise is muffled, so Pierce probably walked into a closed room.He's bluffing. It's impossible for Pierce to know anything about a name I created.- They're all lying.
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