Chapter 19: PunishmentChapter 19: Punishment by Meldelen
Sciarra walked with his chin raised to where Monteleone was waiting, sitting in his chair. The boss was no longer so attractive, lacking the entire front row of his teeth. Of course that would be soon solved, since he'd make his dentist to fix that little problem. But he was furious and if he could kill Kurtis, he would have done so without hesitating. But he'd more important matters to attend to and Kurtis wasn't for him.
- Did you call me, signore?
- Bring me Maddalena.
He didn’t expect otherwise. With a sly smile painted on his face, Sciarra went to the prostitutes’ area, grabbed the ginger girl by her arm and led her there. Maddalena, seeing that, released herself from the bully’s grip and said:
- No need to take me in tow.
A group of men and prostitutes gathered around them, interested in the scene. Monteleone said then:
- Sciarra, what would you say we should do with the youth we pick from the excavation?
- Kill them all. - he smiled.
- No! - a voice ra
Chapter 18: The healerChapter 18: The healer by Meldelen
Lara lost consciousness shortly after. She had bled too much. The bleeding was reduced, but Kurtis, who was holding her against his chest, felt his own shirt soaked with that blood he loved. The blanket was wet and his arm was also slippery because of the blood.
He didn’t want to think. He didn’t want to think about that. He just had to take her there. It was her only chance. The hospital was forty miles ago along a road full of dust, rocks and potholes. She won’t arrive alive. He had to take her there.
The road wasn't long, since she didn’t live so far away, but for him it was an eternity. He didn’t know whether to accelerate, thereby risking she fell from his arms, or to slow down, risking she died there. If he had strength, he would have wept with rage. But all his forces were concentrated to arrive soon.
Any journey had never been longer.
Marie heard the engine noise from a distance. As long as she did, she went to meet his s
Chapter 17: The silver bulletChapter 17: The silver bullet by Meldelen
At first, he saw only darkness. Then he saw her, sitting, lifting her wooden coloured eyes to the gun that was pointing at her. She had no time to react.
The bullet, which was small and made of silver, struck to her heart, next to the left breast. Everything happened very fast, but he saw it slowly. He saw a jet of blood that soaked into the white fabric of her shirt. Then she began to slide off the chair.
He tried to catch her, but she fell. And she stared at the ceiling, with open eyes, dead, while beneath her was widening a dark pool of blood.
He sat up abruptly, letting out a scream. He took a few moments to catch his breath.
She was there beside him, naked and asleep. It had just been a nightmare. He laid again, fixing his gaze on the tent’s ceiling, while the sweat ran down his back.
- You okay? - he heard her murmuring sleepily at his side.
- Sleep, Lara. Just a nightmare.
She lifted her head, and a lock of brown hair half covered her face. She pulled it away.