Elena sat down calmly as she observed the man on the seat opposite them. He went through a file and seemed interested even though from time to time, he would glance at her like he was going to eat her up.Her face remained straight.She had no intentions of leading this one on or agreeing with him on anything. What she had come here for was information, and she was going to leave with it.He suddenly cleared his throat and her mother who sat beside her looked all glamorous like a jewelry display mannequin adjusted in her seat. “Well, did you find it? Anything on her?” she demanded.“The woman you are asking about has been discharged from the hospital for private care. She's not here anymore.” he said to them.“Where is she then? Listen, it is paramount that we find her wherever she is. This is urgent.” Margaret declared.Elena nodded as she tried to get him to understand how serious she was. “Yes, it is as she says. Very important.”The man sighed but looked again through the files in

Marco was confused, his eyes wavering as he wondered what Sal's words entailed.“I don't understand, is there a problem?” he asked, trying to buttress his emotions at this point.“A problem? Marco, why do you think that there is a problem?” Sal asked lightheartedly. Then without waiting for Marco to respond, he peeked at the mirror still held in front of him by the nurse whose hands were already shaking. “A black eye patch like Long John silver or bedazzled crimson, which do you think would be best?”Marco did not answer yet as he walked over to the nurse and stretched his hands to take the mirror.“My mother is awake, you might want to check on her.”She looked him over, her eyes spreading her relief like he was her saviour.Marco nodded encouragingly, then he took the mirror.She bowed respectfully to Sal before walking away like she was worried that she would be stopped and called back.“Well, crimson or black?” Sal asked him. “Um...” Marco's mind was already clouded with his worr

The world felt suffocating...The oxygen seemed limited and Marco, well, he was not wearing a tie but it sure as hell felt like there was one, strung tightly around his neck that forced him to start shivering, gasping for air with cold sweats breaking across his forehead.Maybe, he should relax a little, he thought as he slid down to the ground with a little thud then drew up his knees where he rested his arm, staring through the gap between his legs at his palm like every answer he sought was miraculously embedded there.His life...he thought about it now.Did he ever have a life?Was everything out there to contradict him or something?What was all this fairytale he was being manipulated into hearing for him, it had to definitely be a manipulation.“Marco, take a deep breath.” Antonio still urged him. The guide worried about him still like a father would his child.“A deep breath...a deep breath he says. Like that would change anything.” Marco muttered to himself.That was when a bo

A boy would become a man...that seemed appealing to him.. Marco thought about his life all along and for once, begrudgingly, he agreed with Sal. He needed to grow up. He needed to face his life squarely.So looking at the older man, he nodded slowly. A serpentine smile spread across Sal's lips as he drew it all the way back like he was practicing from the best Glasgow smile. He nodded his head and then looked at Jose who responded with a slight bow and stepped away.Marco was confused. No matter how seemingly close his game with Sal seemed. It did not erase the fact that Sal was like a viper crossbred with a rattlesnake.He would strike while dancing with absolutely no remorse whatsoever.“Where is he going?” he asked quickly.“Oh, Jose? Well, you and I have some plotting to do and he has a few roles to play. Don't worry, he's truly our man. He's been with me since his cousin died and we exerted vengeance together.” Sal explained.Marco was confused.Were there more families that had

Sergio followed Elena and kept on asking her to come back inside without feeling any remorse. He was forcing her, but she had already made up her mind that she was not going to listen to him.As they got to where the secretary was seated, he was able to reach her, held her by the hand, and started forcing her to come with him. Luckily for her, there were a lot of people around, and they had already started noticing what was happening.The secretary acted as though she did not know what was going on and kept watching them act out their drama as she attended to some people at her table. Elena did not like being the center of attention when it came to such issues. Even though she loved being on top and enjoyed popularity, this was not the kind she had been looking for, and this was not the kind she used to get.She tried several times to pull herself away from him, but his grip was tight enough that she could not do anything. She had to stop and turn around to look at him."Why are you e