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Let me just think clearly and wisely.
So when I saw Emilio that day at the port, he was there to kill Sanders.
But maybe or maybe not to kill Seth and Juliane.
You know, I missed them so much.
I always try to think and guess their killer, but it is no use. My mind goes blank every single time.
Is it someone else? Hidden and playing secretly, knowing that I am searching for him or her?
This is complicated more than I thought it would be.
Nevertheless, I know that their souls would not rest peacefully unless I find their murderer.
Besides, I am exhausted very much, I could hardly stand and I didn't eat anything today.
"Why did you kill him?" I don't expect an answer, although I ask.
"You don't need to know that, it is not necessary." He clenches his sharp jaw.
Sometimes I wish I could have a normal conversation with this asshole in front of me then I remind myself that he is my enemy so why should we?
We wait together in silence, Emilio goes and knocks numerous times but still no damn answer from the lady.
The door finally opens with a loud creek, she steps out looking sleepy.
Don't tell me she was sleeping this whole time.
"Good afternoon, Emilio." She smiles as she hugs him while he doesn't, he just stands there doing nothing.
I want to laugh at this sight, he catches me then shakes his head after she leaves him and goes to greet me."Good afternoon. Sorry I made you two wait but I was sleeping and I am a heavy sleeper."
"Good afternoon to you too." I smile gently, shaking her hand.
"You are not going to introduce me to this beautiful lady here?" She asks him with a raised eyebrow.
She looks in her sixties with grey hair put up in a bun. Her skin is wrinkled but clear.
"You can do that by yourself." He scoffed, entering the house without being invited.
"He can be like that sometimes." She apologises for his behaviour.
"I know how a prick he can be." I agree with her, looking at him from outside.
"Anyway, I am Marie. Let's go inside."
"Valentina."
We settle into the couch, Emilio seated few inches away from me.
"Want some drinks?" Marie asks.
"No, thank you," I answer.
"What do you want from me, Marie?" He asks her, boredom filled his features.
"I wanted to take a debt from you since I have no money for leaving." She sighs.
"Why?"
"They are following me everywhere and every time. It is dangerous for me to stay here." She admits seriously.
"Who?" I join their discussion.
"I can not say, honey." Sadly, she replied.
Oh.
"I will send my men, they will take care of it."His deep voice wakes from its silence.
"Do you know Sandros Ortez?" I raise a question.
"Never heard of his name, to be honest." She lies as I see the victorious smile on Emilio's face.
"Don't lie to me now, Marie." I confined.
"Sweetheart, I am an old lady so why should I lie?" She tries to manipulate me but she fails, but I give in not wanting a fight.
Why everything about Sandros Ortez is arcane and private?
He is making it hard for me and him being involved will be a block I should step on.
My hand touch Emilio, leaving a trail of goosebumps on my skin and causing my heart to skip a beat.
I stare at our hands, his fingers on mine, his body heat mixed with mine.
I could feel his heartbeat.
I look at him, finding him staring at me already with mere intensity.
We were lost in each other's eyes, it feels like the time has stopped for a moment while I don't know what Marie was doing in her kitchen.
She comes, I instantly withdrew my hand and break the sharp moment, losing the previous feeling of Emilio's hand and missing it.
She eyes us suspiciously, grinning.
"Son, why didn't you tell me that you had a girlfriend?" She lets out cheekily.
"Umm. I mean we are not." I confess immediately, acting like I hate the idea.
But deep inside, a small part of me likes it a little bit.
Emilio stays silent, not uttering a single word.
"Sorry for the sudden assumption then."
"I should go." I excuse myself, the atmosphere around us filled with awkwardness.
I stand from my seat then I feel a tiny dizzy but I manage to get out.
I put my hand on my head to steady myself.
I see Emilio following me out.
As I stand next to his car since I have to call an Uber, I feel more dazed than before.
I lift my hand to stop one when Emilio stops me "I will take you."
Because I am not feeling okay, I will agree but I don't trust him.
Suddenly, my body feels heavy just like my head, I fall to the ground.
I catch Emilio's worried eyes, feel his hand on the pulse in my neck and his body hovering over mine before I am welcomed by darkness, making my eyes shut.
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