BITTER DECEPTION

In the surveillance room, the girls were scared, while Angelo was banging on the walls, saying,

“That dog—I know him; he's Max's man. Damn you, I'm going to kill you all.”

Ximena looked at him, increasing her fear; perhaps Angelo, besides being her husband, who was up to something, was also a ruthless murderer; he could be one of those crazy people who have several personalities; under that beautiful face lived a legion of poles, which reaffirmed to her that she had to separate from him, to get away from him. She could suddenly sell the shares of the company to go with her parents and sister to the most remote place on the planet to raise goats or kangaroos; she could change her identity; dress as a man; paint her beard; or do anything so that this multifaceted man would not find her.

“Ready, my love; I did my part; now it's your turn.”

“No, Angelo, I don't remember anything; I promised you something.”

“Remember that you have to go to dinner with me.”

“I wish they would blackmail