Santiago was living so relaxed that he had forgotten that he had work. Whenever he met a new person, he didn't even know what to say about his work. He hadn't worked in so long that he forgot what he was doing concretely. Most of the time when he was drunk, he just said his job was to focus on not dying. Most of the girls or people who heard him laughed at what he said, although he thought there was no more direct way of saying what he did.*Not a message from Gabriel, a call from Hernand. Nobody wants to know about me, apparently. But I should stop thinking about work. I'm on vacation after all*Santiago was relaxed on the only lounge chair occupied inside the 6-star Hotel known as Blonde in a tropical coastal state near Monte Real. It was a perfect country for those looking to rest. There were women everywhere, and most of them were dancers with the best curves. The thing that could only be found in this type of region where the climate was hot and the blood of the people who inhabi

Alice walked into her palace and opened every door to every compartment just because she felt like opening it. She looked at all the luxuries inside the place where she was living and went back to take a few more turns around the palace. The walls were made of precious ornamental stones, the floor more special and mirrored than jade, and the various pieces of art that matched her being. They were all there, letting that gorgeous, wonderful place shine in the middle of that exclusive area for the newly married couple, Magnum.“This palace is so big, but it's so empty. Maybe I should call some friends and throw a party here. I know Alonso won't be back home anytime soon, because he's gone to the nearest town to look into some of his investments. He doesn't expect that I stay here alone doing nothing”Alice continued walking and after finding one of the house's butlers, she called out to him.“I want you to prepare the bar, I'm going to receive 20 people, and I want you to have everythin

Andrew this time was going to an airport to use a commercial plane. He would travel first class, but the experience was still new to him. He had never left the country, not even for a walk. Upon arriving at the airport, it was as if they already knew he was going to arrive. Some men in unmarked suits who looked like they were from the secret services saw his car arrive and approached the luggage rack to take his bags.Andrew gave his car instructions for it to return to its parking spot inside his base of operations and after all the doors closed the car moved alone along the road outside that gigantic airport of international flights, towards the base of operations.“Sir Andrew, accompany us. We have your passport. We will check in in person and proceed outside the passenger control.”“I trust you to guide me” Andrew accompanied those who carried their bags to doors that were without queues. The detectors were specific to first-class personnel. And by the looks of it, Andrew was the

In Andrew's old house, things remained the same. His mother was always upset about everything and she was always talking nonsense. And since there was no Andrew now, she limited herself to threatening her husband.“Go take out the garbage before I decide to throw your breakfast down the drain”“But I'm resting. I can't even do that at the weekend?”“I won't speak again. When I leave the kitchen, let you know there's no more breakfast for you”Andrew's stepdad got up and went to the kitchen to take out the black organic garbage bag and take it to the bin closest to the house. There were some of the past men who belonged to the factions and were organizing themselves to start making the monthly collections. Andrew's stepdad threw out the garbage and ran into the house, because he wanted to avoid being stopped by those people. He let his wife handle matters like that. Before closing the door, he was still peeking to see the movements that followed outside.He wanted to make sure no one h

Andrew felt his suitcase crush his head, “PAFF!”. His own suitcase had been thrown at Andrew and that made him wake up, blinking his eyes very fast in fright. He couldn't bring his hands to his face because he was tied up.“Argh! What is this?”Andrew tried to adapt his eyes to the local light.“You're in your new home. Now this is first class”Andrew managed to adapt his eyes to the brightness of the place and realized that he was in a kind of very poorly maintained room where some men were playing poker and drinking beers. There was also a lot of smoke in the air, but Andrew couldn't be certain what they were smoking because the smoke was coloured.There were also the two men with ponytails who had picked Andrew up at the airport, and it was very likely they were the ones who had knocked him out.(Luckily I didn't die from that blow, but I'm glad nothing bad happened to me. How is it possible that they managed to kidnap me? Now, what do I do? I feel like I don't have my phone here,