I ask a little patience with translations into English. It's a bit complicated for me but with time I'll get.

I am currently looking for someone to help me with the translation here and if someone wants to help me send me a private message. I am very excited about the story and in my head the way I'll give you. Here's another chapter. Enjoy

I do not have any character of Rizzoli and Isles

"Beautiful" was all I thought when Jane saw that woman in front of her, but what caught his attention the most were those hazelnut eyes ... So soft so misunderstood.

"Maura! Finally you arrive. "Exclaimed Desmond

"Sorry I'm late father. So what is this gift that you said you had? "She looked around the room looking for anything until his eyes landed on that woman with brown eyes and wild dark hair.

"Ahh! Where are my manners. I'm Maura Isles, do you? "

Jane looked at Desmond who nodded in token that could respond to Miss Maura.~

"My name is Eça .. Jane, miss Isles"

"Maura, Jane is your present," Desmond said with a smile leaning his hand on the shoulder of Maura.

"What do you mean that Jane is my gift?" Maura responded with an angry tone "Jane is a slave?"

Desmond looked at Maura with a scowl. He turned to Angela and asked us to get out.

"Angela, Miss Maura did not like me"

"What she did not like to know is that you are a slave" He replied with a smile, "Let's eat something while our masters are talking."

Some time passed and Jane was again called to the waiting room where Desmond and Maura. Maura stood up from the sofa looked at Jane with those beautiful eyes that she had spent the like.

"Let go Jane"

Jane obeyed and left home only when Maura went to his word.

"You know Jane sorry that you have to be a slave. Slavery is not something we support, but in the society we live in that is a way of life and have slaves is a sign of wealth "then looked at Jane and continued" But it is important to know that you do not see him as a slave. I see you as a beautiful person who unfortunately was torn from its roots .. "

Jane looked at Maura remembering the words of Angela. She knew it would undoubtedly like Maura, she sure was different from his father.

As we walked she was asking me about my life in the tribe, she looked at me with those eyes full of curiosity.

"Master because we stop?" I asked looking at the door of a huge building.

"Jane this is the home of Captain Korsak. I have been assisting the captain in a series of attacks on Indians here in Lisbon "

"And you know who is behind this master?"

"That's what we're trying to find Jane, but that depends on me, no more slave will be attacked and killed"

Maura and entered the building and I followed. Soon we reached a room where two men were. One is older with gray hair wearing a suit similar to the "pale faces" who had attacked my tribe. The other man was black, wearing an elegant suit employee.

When he turned to face the two women who had just arrived Jane did not believe what his eyes were seeing.

"Itaú! I thought you'd never see again! "Jane whimpered

Maura and captain were to look at his two slaves trying to understand what was happening.

"Frost, what goes on here," asked Captain Korsak

"Master, this is just my friend which got separated when we got here"

Jane then looked at the captain. He held his hand as he had seen Desmond Isles to do when people are presented and said.

"Hello I'm Jane, slave to Miss Maura Isles thanks to his warriors "

Captain returned the length and Maura looked at with eyes of wonder

"Maura, you have a slave?! Then and your convictions about slavery? "

"Vincent" He started by saying "My convictions remain the same, but I could no longer refuse my father. I'll treat Jane with the same dignity as if it were a woman of high society. "

"Glad to hear that Miss Isles" Frost replied with a smile, "You are indeed a good person"

During that afternoon Maura and Korsak talked about the discoveries that were made about Indians murdered. Jane felt sick knowing that there was this kind of evil.

"Vincent" said the beautiful woman "What amazes me most is the precision of the cut-throat, and used blade must be very sharp and thin .. It's something I've never seen"

"What do you mean Maura" asked the captain

"What I mean is that we are dealing with someone who understands human anatomy" Maura said with a dark look.

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