Lies Suspicions Discoveries
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Chapter 1 - the Fight
"Felipe, I'm going to investigate near the Indian camp tonight. There were some bandits who were making trouble there. Don't wait for me, I'll be back late."
Zorro mounted Toronado and left the cave through the hidden entrance. It was still early in the evening and the tavern wouldn't be closed, but he decided to pay Victoria a visit since had to pass through the pueblo to get to Indian settlement which was located south of Los Angeles.
Silently he slipped into the kitchen and waited for Victoria to come through the curtain. He heard how she urged her last customers to leave before she barred the front door. With some empty dishes she entered the kitchen.
"Zorro, how long have you been here?" Quickly she put the tablet with the dishes on the table before she went into his open arms. "Is the alcalde up to something or why are you here?"
"I'm on my way to check on some bandits who are camping close to the Indian camp, so I cannot stay long."
He tightened his embrace and kissed her.
"Zorro, it is so hard that I never know when I will see you again. You only come when there is an emergency and then you never have time for me."
"You are right and I will try to come to you more often. What about spending your birthday next week together?"
"You remember my birthday!" She smiled happily. "And you will have time for me?"
"I promise. We can have a picnic somewhere if you like."
"That sounds wonderful. So, it is a date and you will really come?"
"I give you my word and I'd never disappoint you."
With a quick kiss on her cheek he turned around and was gone.
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When he arrived at the Indian camp there was heavy fighting under way. The bandits who had tried to rob the Indians of their animal hides hadn't expected so much resistance from the natives. The Indians fought relentlessly, but their spears and arrows were no match against the fire arms of the bandits. There were deaths on both sides and it was open who would win. One bandit was about to shoot an Indian girl when Zorro's whip disarmed him. He knocked him out with his own pistol and after he marked his clothing he turned round to face the other attackers. He fought with several bandits in the Indian camp that was lighted by the fire of burning tipis. Just when he overcame two more he felt a sudden pain and everything turned black around him.
