1. Introduction: (Part 3: " Marisa is puted in action ").
"Hey! Are you there?! You are ther ...? For Christ's sake!" He closed the mobile with anger and began to turn in the house of eaten.
He was nervous. It was clear that he was nervous, for Christ's sake! Everything had gone away to the shit; it had begun as something enterteining. He had enjoyed all that of convincing to the mariachi in order that he was killing to the type that one that was going to finish with the president, Márquez, was thinking about remembering that he was named, and that Ramirez was killing to another type. All that of the Coup d'état and all the complications that it bears had entertained Sands ... till now. He should have worried before, now it was going away quite of him hands, and he hated to lose the control over the things.
"For Christ's sake; I begin to freak out me!" he said exasperated. He sighed, sat down and one spent the hands for the face and the hair, trying to take the edginess from him. He began to play with the food. Marisa was looking with an enterteining smile, which was irritating moreover Sands. Suddenly he wrinkled the frown; was it possible that this girl knew something? What did she belonged to the cartel?. They´re coinciding too much.
He couldn´t continue with his thoughts because a woman sat down in the chair in front of him. What was that woman making there?
" I bet that already you were thinking that we aren´t going to caught you." she said. He looked her at length. He was going to answer when he felt a prick in the neck and an instant later hovered the darkness on him.
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Marisa had seen everything. She observed with a knot in the stomach how they him were injecting something into the neck to Sands and this one was remaining slept. The woman, who was dressed in black, did a gesture of head to the gorilla that was behind Sands, put of peeped and she went out of the house of eaten. Other one seized the slept one anyhow and one took it after her.
Marisa doubted a moment if to follow them or not. She had investigated about the man, now he unconscious, that was frequenting the place and had verified some things: his name, his favorite menu, which he was in the habit of frequenting with rare guys and other things that they would scandalize to her mother. For not speaking that herself, personally, had seen him to kill more than one person. He was, undoubtedly someone, a dangerous man ... and a magnet for someone with a life so bored like of her. Besides an attraction of emotions, also there was a physical attraction.
She weren´t thought two times: she left a few coins in order that the waitress was charging from herself the drink and shewent out out.
She walked discreet along the sidewalk, trying not to call the attention and she saw as they were putting Sands in the porter of a car. They started and went away. In all that they doubled the corner, Marisa began to run where they had gone away and followed the car during a good span. When she believed that she had lost of sight the car, she saw it parked in a side of the street. She managed to see how, he is quiet down, they were putting the man in a portal. Still he was slept.She got into another portal on the corner of the street where she was to waiting. After two hours and a half of wait, on not having seen sign of movement in the building that was monitoring, Marisa went away to her house. Tomorrow in the first hour she would return.
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Sands woke up with a strong headache and a troublesome buzz in his ears. His sight was catching on a bit up to distinguishing the place in the one that was situated: a small and dark room with a weak light. He was in a stretcher surrounded with a few not friendly guys.
" What such siesta, Sands?" a nasty character said with sarcasm with familiar voice that Sands couldn´t distinguish well; only he was sure that the guy performed the ugliest thing. "You supposed that you were going away to going out with yours, as always, truth?"
" I you warn it," Sands hurried feeling that the panic was invading it of being in such a precarious situation, " if you kill me you will have the whole damned marine behind you." And he added. " I´m a member of an organ..."
" Yes, yes, calm, Sands... Don´t become nervous; we don´t want to kill him ... only we think that you have seen too much."
" And we believe that you shouldn´t see anything more." added another man, companion of the first one.
He knew to these guys, it was more nervous what was putting now that was recognizing them: they were those who were going to kill the president and to provoke the coup d'état. The cartel.
" Do you see something nice?" said the woman who had distracted it in the house of eaten, him insinuating. Also he knew her, already he had recognized her in the house of eaten, was making be call Ajadrez. Her question made it lightly messed up; but immediately he followed the game.
" Yes. I see a woman." he said with a lewd smile.
" I´m glad; because it will be the last thing that you see."
A man approached the stretcher with a needle in a hand and making work a kind of small sharp-pointed drill in other one. The mocking smile resigned of Sands's face giving place to a serious face and, seemingly, impassively.
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Well, I would like fnow your opinion, I would like read yor reviews. I hope that you like this story. Goodbye!
"Hey! Are you there?! You are ther ...? For Christ's sake!" He closed the mobile with anger and began to turn in the house of eaten.
He was nervous. It was clear that he was nervous, for Christ's sake! Everything had gone away to the shit; it had begun as something enterteining. He had enjoyed all that of convincing to the mariachi in order that he was killing to the type that one that was going to finish with the president, Márquez, was thinking about remembering that he was named, and that Ramirez was killing to another type. All that of the Coup d'état and all the complications that it bears had entertained Sands ... till now. He should have worried before, now it was going away quite of him hands, and he hated to lose the control over the things.
"For Christ's sake; I begin to freak out me!" he said exasperated. He sighed, sat down and one spent the hands for the face and the hair, trying to take the edginess from him. He began to play with the food. Marisa was looking with an enterteining smile, which was irritating moreover Sands. Suddenly he wrinkled the frown; was it possible that this girl knew something? What did she belonged to the cartel?. They´re coinciding too much.
He couldn´t continue with his thoughts because a woman sat down in the chair in front of him. What was that woman making there?
" I bet that already you were thinking that we aren´t going to caught you." she said. He looked her at length. He was going to answer when he felt a prick in the neck and an instant later hovered the darkness on him.
* __ * *__ * * __ *
Marisa had seen everything. She observed with a knot in the stomach how they him were injecting something into the neck to Sands and this one was remaining slept. The woman, who was dressed in black, did a gesture of head to the gorilla that was behind Sands, put of peeped and she went out of the house of eaten. Other one seized the slept one anyhow and one took it after her.
Marisa doubted a moment if to follow them or not. She had investigated about the man, now he unconscious, that was frequenting the place and had verified some things: his name, his favorite menu, which he was in the habit of frequenting with rare guys and other things that they would scandalize to her mother. For not speaking that herself, personally, had seen him to kill more than one person. He was, undoubtedly someone, a dangerous man ... and a magnet for someone with a life so bored like of her. Besides an attraction of emotions, also there was a physical attraction.
She weren´t thought two times: she left a few coins in order that the waitress was charging from herself the drink and shewent out out.
She walked discreet along the sidewalk, trying not to call the attention and she saw as they were putting Sands in the porter of a car. They started and went away. In all that they doubled the corner, Marisa began to run where they had gone away and followed the car during a good span. When she believed that she had lost of sight the car, she saw it parked in a side of the street. She managed to see how, he is quiet down, they were putting the man in a portal. Still he was slept.She got into another portal on the corner of the street where she was to waiting. After two hours and a half of wait, on not having seen sign of movement in the building that was monitoring, Marisa went away to her house. Tomorrow in the first hour she would return.
* __ * * __ * * __ *
Sands woke up with a strong headache and a troublesome buzz in his ears. His sight was catching on a bit up to distinguishing the place in the one that was situated: a small and dark room with a weak light. He was in a stretcher surrounded with a few not friendly guys.
" What such siesta, Sands?" a nasty character said with sarcasm with familiar voice that Sands couldn´t distinguish well; only he was sure that the guy performed the ugliest thing. "You supposed that you were going away to going out with yours, as always, truth?"
" I you warn it," Sands hurried feeling that the panic was invading it of being in such a precarious situation, " if you kill me you will have the whole damned marine behind you." And he added. " I´m a member of an organ..."
" Yes, yes, calm, Sands... Don´t become nervous; we don´t want to kill him ... only we think that you have seen too much."
" And we believe that you shouldn´t see anything more." added another man, companion of the first one.
He knew to these guys, it was more nervous what was putting now that was recognizing them: they were those who were going to kill the president and to provoke the coup d'état. The cartel.
" Do you see something nice?" said the woman who had distracted it in the house of eaten, him insinuating. Also he knew her, already he had recognized her in the house of eaten, was making be call Ajadrez. Her question made it lightly messed up; but immediately he followed the game.
" Yes. I see a woman." he said with a lewd smile.
" I´m glad; because it will be the last thing that you see."
A man approached the stretcher with a needle in a hand and making work a kind of small sharp-pointed drill in other one. The mocking smile resigned of Sands's face giving place to a serious face and, seemingly, impassively.
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Well, I would like fnow your opinion, I would like read yor reviews. I hope that you like this story. Goodbye!