MAFIA STORY (1°. BOOK) ♟ Rafaella was faced with imminent danger after her father's death. She had her dreams, but duty calls her to reason, for being the daughter of Portuguese Freemasonry (a semi-secret society). Now she needs to settle pending de...
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1.- PIC.- Welcome to Miami Airport.
Rafaella sighs seeing the immensity of people entering and leaving the airport, and gently touches her belly while waiting for her turn for a taxi ... to go directly to the hotel she booked under a fake ID.
- Everything will work out. she said to herself, handing the suitcase to the taxi driver. - Thanks!
- Do you have the hotel address? - the taxi driver asked, taking a seat in the car.
- Yes, on my phone. - she showed him the phone and he put the address on the GPS. - Very well. Is this the first time in Miami ??
- Yes, in Miami yes. - she said. - But I've been in other states.
- And you came for holidays or to work? he asked. - Sorry for so many questions!
- Ah, it doesn't matter! I came to stay.
- And do you have a job in mind, or do you already have a contract?
- Not by chance, I have to look ... - she replied.
- Well, it can take a few weeks and the Hotel will be expensive. - he stressed, giving her a card in her hands. - My cousin has a small and cheap motel where you can stay for as long as you want ... can you drive?
- Yes I can! - She gaped when the man stopped the car.
- Are you tired? he asked and Rafaella shook her head in a negative sign, but then regretted it. - Take us to the hotel, follow the GPS.
- Are you serious?
- Yes, if you are driving really well ... I offer you a job at my taxi company, as one of us and in the end I will tell you the salary. - He smiled, switching places.
- Get ready then and fasten your belt! exclaimed Rafaella, putting her foot on the accelerator.
Her hands and feet were under the control of the car and the man beside her gaped at her, that woman drove better than any man in his company. Arriving at the hotel door, the taxi driver had verified that she had made the journey in less time than any normal person would take to make it and coughed to clarify his voice.
- Then? she asked with a smile on her lips.
- The job is yours, if you want! he said. - $ 2,500 a month, 8 hours of work per day.
- Perfect! I accept.
- Okay, how many days have you booked here?
- One week!
- Very well, in the meantime I will plan your stay at my cousin's motel. Thank you! -
- Oh, I thank you for everything! - she smiled. - When do I start?
