Chapter 3: Attack on Marcelo

Marcelo

I leave the nightclub earlier than usual, the conversation with Fernando has me uneasy, he thinks I haven't noticed how he looks at Amélie and what she said when she saw him, is she really wanting to play with fire? I enter the building where I live and go to the top floor where there are only three apartments, the largest in this condominium, mine and the one on the left when I enter my house, that laugh in the living room catches my attention.

-What are you doing here at 1 in the morning and why are you using my TV.

That woman the "light of my life" gets up from the couch which she was very well lying with the control in hand and eating, when she gets up I see pieces of popcorn in her hair, she is in long pajamas of two sets (shirt and pants) and barefoot, she is a beautiful woman with brown hair deep honey colored eyes.

-Marcelo, my beautiful Marcelo, I heard a sound in the room and came to take a look. At the part of Marcelo she says with a smile of "damn I was caught" and the rest she says in a very low tone as if someone was listening to us after she fixes her hair and shakes her clothes and looks at me like a guilty little girl and above all liar.Sure and I was born yesterday, how can a person can come to take a look at the room with half the kitchen on the table in the room soda, salty, cakes and everything imaginable. How can she not get fat? If I ask her that, she might kill me, so I say.

-It looks like you've taken another look beyond the living room. I walk over to the table and pick up the snack packets and show them to her, to which she gives a guilty smile and looks around to see how to escape and begins to explain herself.

-Ok. But it's because your TV is huge and my protagonists from series and soap operas look more beautiful and imagine... she continues talking with a smile and very excitedly moving her hands showing how impressive it is but when she starts talking about the abdomen of the protagonists.

-CHEGA ...she quickly puts her legs together and strikes a soldier pose...you shouldn't be here...I give her a threatening look...now get out of here...she puts a hand on her head like a soldier and marches up to me stopping in front of me I look strange and she gives her hand to pay "respect" when,

-"Excuse me, General Thomson. And shows me her tongue to run off after which I grab her by the collar of her pajamas and choke her but she doesn't let go of the collar.

-What did you say? I say this with a threatening tone.

-I didn't say anything, I'm coming.

She moves her head in denial and tries to run away, but I keep holding her and don't think about letting go, she notices and looks down and when she lifts her face to look at me she tries to make a cat-in-boots face but it looks cute and ridiculous at the same time and says.

-Can I go now beautiful and loving and cute neighbor. I give a smile and look away for the smarmy she can be when she feels in danger I let her go I watch her take off running and not look back and disappear into my workshop when she wants to this girl is very fast disappears in a blink of an eye.

I take my cell phone and giving a smile for what just happened I send a message to her:

" I want to see my room tidied up for before Amélie arrives, do you understand Puss in Boots, or you will see what happens".

She replies quickly.

"Don't worry general, I will leave the floor shining and the couch shining, and the redheaded cat won't even notice I was there.

Note: you are a general even you bossy annoying 🤪, you choked me when you held my collar😭😖😞😤 I am almost dying here if I die tell my friends my last words were "I love my neighbor "kkk".

She really is a pain in the *** but she is my 'light' at the same time this little girl and this hope that is missing in this dark world I choose to be in, I will protect her from everyone even myself if I have to, not just because 'he' asked me to protect her.

I take a shower to relax my muscles, tomorrow I have to wake up early to see the shipment, I have a strange feeling about this shipment and I better go in person to take a look.

I wake up at 7am and take a shower and choose a gray Term and some black shoes to wear, I go downstairs for a coffee when I pass through the living room I see that everything is clean and I go to the kitchen where I find pancakes with a coffee and a note on the side.

" Bossy General, sorry for messing up your room, here is my apology.

Note: I want a big birthday present since you almost killed me this morning."

-She really is a bad girl. I smile unconsciously.

When I leave the apartment I run into my front neighbor.

-Good morning Vanessa.

-Mr. Thomson. She gives me a friendly smile and we head for the elevator, since when does she treat me so formal but I decide to play along.

-Where are you going so soon Mr. Thomson.

-It doesn't matter to you, Miss Smith. I say in a dry tone.

-You fool...she says very low but I manage to listen and find it funny...I understand, I'm sorry if I disturbed you. She says this in a sarcastic and slightly angry tone, when we get to the parking lot she tries to say something but I say goodbye quickly...

-Goodbye Miss Smith.

-Goodbye Mr. Thomson.

I go straight to my car and towards the port to see the drug shipment, I get there at 9am. When I arrive everything is going comes the shipment is being loaded and divided into several containers that are going to Europe. After 4 hours of loading and arranging a bait shipment for the feds to take a pittance of a shipment while the rest goes through another secret route, losing 1 ton is nothing compared to the 1000 tons you have in each container.

As the last shipment is about to leave the port I hear some footsteps and see Peter come running with some men and a shot followed not far from where I am.

-"Sir, we are under attack.

Pedro informed me and put some men on guard in the direction of the shots.

-I want to see this container out to sea in less than five minutes. I appreciate the men who are carrying the container.

-Who is attacking the police or the Turks.

-Sir, they are different and better come out from behind the boat that is already leaving...

When a bomb explodes we run behind the containers that are there, I start shooting to gain time for the boat to leave, when the last boat leaves we start going to the back door.

-Let's go Pedro.

I start shooting in the direction of the men and I hit about three, but my men also fall and in the end I only have 10 men and they keep shooting.

-I look behind that container and the car is waiting for us. I see where he is pointing and it is not far away but it is a container that is in the open and we would be face bait for those who are shooting at us.

-Let's think about it and let's go there. I start to see around me what we could use to protect us while my men keep shooting when I realize that there is a barrel of oil near the enemies' container as I am leaving the container I was in to get a better look.

-Mr. Careful... Pedro puts himself in front of a bullet so that I don't get hit and I go back to hide.

-Peter!

-Sir, I'm fine, it just grazed me, let's go.

-Shit we're not a bunch of rat kids to hide. I give a signal to my men in the front container to shoot the baris and then we run to the other container. My men and I start shooting at the baris and another at the enemies so we don't have a problem. When I hear a voice

-Marcelo since when do you hide like a rat in a manhole. I signal my men to stop shooting but to keep an eye on the barrels for anything.

-I say with irony and an angry smile and say to Pedro, "Keep an eye to the east, they want to distract us with this talk and surround us.

-Yes sir.

-I'd like to talk like you, but you know kings don't look down and argue, they just act.

-Haha you still think you will get out of here alive, the only way you will get out of here is in a black bag.

-The only one who will leave in a black bag is you and your men, a king only leaves his throne when he dies or is dethroned by someone capable and by your scurrilous strategy of arresting me you are nothing but a court jester in your delirium of grandeur.

-Attack. Suddenly, men come out from the east to shoot at us, but Peter kills them all.

-As a court jester says, he's about to make us laugh with his jokes.

He signals to my men to shoot the barrel when Pedro hits it we run behind the container while the men on the other side are dizzy from the explosion as we run for the exit I am about to get into the car and I feel something hot and wet on my abdomen and ...

-Who's the king now, Marcelo. When I shoot him in the head he falls to the ground dead and my men take care of the rest.

-Sir! Pedro shouts.

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