Shadow

Chapter 18

I walk outside, and take in the fresh air. I let is course through my lungs and come out of my mouth. I pick a car from the garage, and start the ignition. I get on the highway and start driving, trying to clear my head. As I lean back and relax, I see something alarming in my rearview mirror. A car that's speeding and attempting to ride my bumper. I look closely, trying to identify the driver. I finally recognize them, oh my God, that's Sarah Nightingale. Papa's fucking bitch and my replacement.
Shit. Shit. Shit.

He knows I'm here, papa's relentless. Papa will not stop until I am no longer a threat. And on top of that, he sends a fucking assassin. And of all of them freaking Sarah.

I turn right, I'm going 180. She speeds up and tries to shoot my tires; I swerve, throwing her off.
I grab my phone, the burner one, and call the bastard.

I dial Antonio's number.

I hear a, "Hello."

I try to make my voice as foreign as possible.

I say, "This is Shadow, let me speak to Armando Perez." No one knows my real name, at least that is an advantage. They fear Shadow.

"Hello?" he says .

I say, in a different voice, "Armando, di tus oraciones pecador. Pagarás tus deudas contra la humanidad. Ten miedo, amigo."

I his heavy breathing, like panic attack breathing. I of all people know what that is like.

I laugh manically, like a psychopath. He starts to form a sentence, I hand up the phone. And throw it out the window.

I've shaken off that bitch Sarah. I immediately call Aya. Tomas and Roman will panic.

This is going to be a long week.