After he finished hanging the posters, Matteo had also another task which was to prepare the venue for the speech. Lina told him before that there were two squares in the town and both of them were enough big to contain the number of people they were expecting to come, but the question remaining was which one would be the most suitable for such an event.At that moment he was heading for the second place after having already visited the first one. It was a vast court equipped with a wooden stage at one side, he thought that it was a simple spot and it would be easy to prepare it since he would only have to install the seats as, the stage was already equipped with all the materials needed and even if it had to last until the night there were some projectors already provided. He remembered that Natasha once mentioned the fact they used to organize some activity to cheer up the morale of the townspeople who were still carrying the trauma of that night, he deduced that it was the place th

"If you want to ask her why she wants to meet, it's useless she will not answer... I've tried already," Matteo said to avert them.But he knew that it wouldn't discourage Lina, and that was especially why he brought Dana to them."That is the problem with most men, you are way too brutal and hasty. You have to be courteous and find the best way to obtain answers without pushing her," she explained to him. She grabbed Dana's hand and led her to the sofa, after sitting down she said to her "from which town do you come?"Matteo was wondering how would she react and he was surprised to see that it was with her serious side who responded to Lina. "Short-river" Dana said with her serious tone. Lately, he made the theory that her personality changed depending on the situation she was in, for example when she was confronted by too stressful circumstances she tended to wear her emotional face. But, here, she was in the middle of an interrogatory, facing two women she didn't even know yet it wa

"What have you decided about me?" Dana asked after minutes of silence, with her sights fixed on the floor, she was waiting for her sentence. Lina and Natasha looked at each other, sharing a mute conversation then they turned to the young girl, it was Natasha who took the talk as she told her, "you will live with us, more precisely with me, until the day after tomorrow".The young girl raised her head and gazed at them in surprise, "you will not kill me?""No," Lina said, "you gave us an answer without lying even though, I have to admit, your answer was weird and unclear it was enough for us, so there is no need for us to eliminate you," she paused and looked at her suspiciously for a short moment before she added, "unless... there is still something important you're hiding from us?"But she didn't reply anything and just bowed her head and Lina didn't insist. [She can't keep her secret forever anyway] she thought."Well, in her house you will find all that you will need, clothes, food

That day was the day where everything would be decided and Lina opened up her eyes that morning with that state of mind. She stroked the empty part of her bed with a sense of nostalgia, trying to remember the warmth of the man who used to occupy that place before she slowly left the bed, [it's just one day since he left, stop acting like a crazy junkie] she said to herself while she was heading to the bathroom, [today is an important day, so interdiction for you to be down, stay focus and confident] she kept motivating herself while tapping her cheeks to wake herself up.After her shower, she returned to the bedroom, picked up appropriate clothes for the event, and went down to the living room. On the coffee table, surrounded by the three couches and the television on its pedestal, was lying a little stack of papers in which were written many versions of her speech. In the end, they finally achieved to find one which satisfied her, it was the only paper separated from the pile of pape

Gunshots were resonating in his ears. In all the buildings around him, people were targeting him, a rain of bullets was falling on him but he was too fast for them to attain him. Although he could stop somewhere safe or directly penetrate one of the buildings to counterattack, he didn't do so as he knew there was something more important to do at the moment first, and going directly for the counterattack would have probably been a waste of his time. [I have to do it quickly, the others may not be able to resist for too long] he recalled himself.What Jamal wanted to do first was to determine the number total of the group of enemies who came to kill them and he thought the best way to do so was to roll around by attracting their attention for him to draw a perimeter of their action zone and by counting the number of times he was shot on he could estimate an idea their number and establish a plan. After 2 minutes of rolling along the streets, he arrived at, what seemed to be, the limit