Assassin's Tears (ENG)

*+｡ CHAPTER 43｡+*

From the pocket of the unconscious trader came the sound of the phone, its vibration. It took Serrano a long time to come to, feeling disoriented. He didn't know how long he had been unconscious. Minutes, hours?

"Narin..." He whispered, clutching his aching head. It wasn't until later that he noticed his phone was vibrating.

Brunet slowly took out the device and put it to his ear. Everything ached him, and the image spun from time to time. The gunshot wound made itself felt.

"Narin?" He asked hopefully. He hadn't even checked who was calling him.

"I was hoping she'd pick it up, too." Bernardo's voice came from the other end. "Where are you two? What the hell is going on?! There are police everywhere. They ask me about you, and this time, not lying, I say that I really don't know anything. "

Serrano was silent.

"Are you there?" Torres asked. "Hello?"

"I am... " He answered in a hoarse voice.

"Where are you? Where's Narin?"

Brunet sighed heavily.

"To be honest..." He started slowly, touching the sore spot with one hand. "I'd like to know that myself, señor."

"What do you mean? Did you split up?" He was surprised.

"Sort of... Narin..." He took a deep breath. "She punched me and went on her way. I think he's fighting Thiago now. And I know, señor, I know." He interrupted the older man, guessing what he was going to say. "I would've been there with her if she hadn't stunned me. Ah, my chinita... " He got to his feet with difficulty. "And, she took my gun." He added when he noticed the lack of a pistol.

"You must find her, trader." Guardian said worriedly. "Please, I'm begging you...find her. I'm leaving now. I'll be there in a few minutes, just tell me where are you?"

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At the same time, Narin's battle with a new opponent was already underway.

The woman fought with the last of her strength to survive. Thiago, however, was more prepared for the fight than she was at that moment. He had more guns, more bullets, and the assassin ran out of ammunition, time and ideas.

"I think you believed too much in your abilities." Pérez laughed, looking around for the mulatto girl who was playing for time, hiding behind the first thing she came across. "But you're not invincible."

"Everyone can be defeated somehow." She snorted, clutching her sore arm.

The wounds she had acquired a few minutes earlier were still strong and made her task difficult.

"You can't beat me." The blond said confidently. "I'll kill you."

"You know, I'm not in a hurry to go to that side yet." Mulatto said. "Someone is waiting for me... And I really need to hear something from that person and I need to answer him too..." She said, and an image of Mauricio appeared in her head. "He'll be angry with me if I don't come back to him... Him and one other person." She smiled while thinking about Bernardo.

After a while, Thiago kicked the old barrel, behind which the woman was hiding.

They had moved a little further from where all the fighting had started and were now near a closed western bar.

"Got you." He chuckled seeing her expression. "You see?" He spread his hands. "You have nothing to defend yourself with, and I... " He proudly showed his knife. "I have this."