The Plane

Chapter 7: Athalia

When I opened my eyes I didn't know what time it was. The sun was already shining through the curtains. I looked around. This wasn't my hotel room. What happened last night? Of course I couldn't forget. So I was going with Matteo at the meeting. We entered then...He was there. I remember when he tried to hit me. And then I drank a glass of watter. And fell asleep? No no no. In that kind of moment I couldn't sleep unless... He put a sleeping pill in my drink! But where wa-
"Good morning miss!"
A girl walked into my room.
"Hello. Could you tell me where am I now?"
"You are at the Ramirez Residence."
"So I am in Matteo's house?"
I didn't hear a reply. When I looked at her she was in some kind of shock. What did I-
"Oh I mean Mr. Matteo!"
Shit now she will think there's something between me and him.
"Yes he brought you here last night."
"What time is it?"
"9:57 am."
"What?!"
Gosh now I need to hurry I am almost 2 hours late and it's just my second day.
"You can calm down. Mr. Ramirez told me that you can come whenever you want. I brought you some clothes."
"Ah thank you! What's your name?"
"Angela."
"Thank you Angela!"
She looked kinda weird at me I guess not much people thank her.
Let's see what do we have here. I am gonna choose the...jumpsuit. And this black purse would be awesome.

I left my room. This house was huge. The floors were made of marble, the walls were nso white like they never been touched. Now how am I supposed to find his office in this palace? I started walking when I heard:
"Wait wait!"
I turned back and saw an elderly woman. She had black hair exactly like Matteo. I think she's his mom.
"You're Athalia, right?"
"Yes ma'am!"
"I am Lucinda. Matteo's mother."
"It's so nice to meet you!"
"I've heard about last night...I am sorry for that."
"It's totally fine."
"I made breakfast. Come!"
"But I am already late-"
"He is also there he won't mind. Here's the first thing about me you can't refuse me."
I laughed and followed her. I know she lived here her whole life. But Jesus Christ! How didn't she got lost until now?
"Here's the dining room."
We entered a huge room. A large table was in the middle. And the chairs looked more expensive than my car. I saw Matteo. He was sitting at the head of the table.
"You can go sit next to him. I will bring the food!"
She left as fast as she entered. I silently took my seat.
"How did you sleep?"
"If we're counting the sleeping pill then amazing."
"You're experienced with them huh?"
"I don't get it. Why did you wanted me to be asleep?"
"Would you sleep in my house?"
"No?"
"Exactly! Oh and is the cooking offer still available or you're not a cooker?"
I totally forgot about that! What am I supposed to tell him? But this time God helped me before I could say anything Lucinda entered.
"Here's the food! Ai I didn't know what you like to eat. I hope you're ok with these."
"Everything looks awesome. Grazie!"
"Do you speak italian?"
"I only said one word."
We started eating. This is the best food I've ever had.
"Oh I forgot to tell you... We have to go on a business trip."
"What? In which city?"
"Who said we're going to a city?"
"So you're telling me that we need to go to another country?"
"Yes, England."
"England? What are we gonna do there?"
"We need to...meet some people."
There was something I didn't like about this.
"What kind of people?"
"Come on you're a clever girl think about it."
He was talking about Ace.
"Can't you send someone there? You know how dangerous this is? He attacked you in your own city. You can imagine what he can do in his."
"We're gonna send someone to meet him."
"Then why do we need to go there?"
"Because he thinks he will meet me. And if he finds out we didn't even enter the country our plan will go down the drain."
"What happened to MY plan?"
"Ace isn't turning back to Milano in a short time. So we would've had to send someone there but it's more dangerous to control the situation at distance."
"So when are we leaving?"
"Tomorrow night."
I almost spit out the water.
"Tomorrow night?!"
"I'm not telling you we're moving there."
"No we just going to another country following some assassins. Sounds wonderful. Would you also like to go to feed the tigers? I'm su-"
"You don't understand!"
So he wants to get me into another country and he yells at me?
"What in the world I don't understand?"
"That's exactly what someone who doesn't understand would say."
Now he got on my nerves.
"Oh I am sorry Mr. Perfection. If your life has some imperfections that doesn't mean mine is painted in pink."
I stood up and wanted to leave but he caught me and turned me around.
"Do you know how many people I killed for talking with me this way?"
Oh and now he thinks he can scare me.
"Do you know how many people I punched for holding my hand this way?"
He looked at my wrist and realized he holded it too tight. He weakened his hand.
"Go and pack your things. We are leaving. Tomorrow."
He let go of my hand and took his seat back. I got out of the room with tear falling down my face.
There was one thing that made me lose control. Someone touching me.