The journey was made in total silence. Clebão slept with his head against the glass. Elvis drove, every now and then he looked in the rearview mirror at the image of the other two in the back seat. Souza had his black tuxedo spattered with blood, Gabriela looked with some discomfort at the killer's stained clothing. She knew that he had killed the bodyguards that accompanied her, she heard the sound of gunshots but she couldn't see the scene.The car stopped in front of a hotel, the place could be described as a typical popular place. Only Souza and Gabriela had gotten out of the car. Before pulling her into the hostel, the killer said frigidly to his brother “Show up from here again in an hour and don’t be late.”Gabi had been taken to one of the bedrooms consisting of a double bed covered with a faded blue sheet and a bedside table. To the right, next to the white-curtained window, was a bathroom with a shower closed by a transparent blue curtain. Despite not

Three vans each with fifteen men armed from head to toe, a discreet black vehicle transported the Black Angels except for the leader who was in the van together with the leader Rodrigues.Chico was absorbed in old and morbid memories, his mother's screams echoed in his head and the image of Reinaldo beating her was clearly recorded in his memory. Revenge was just what the blonde thought about since the fateful day that the Kyuubi was superimposed on the carnage. The bullets in his pistol were saved to be fired at a single man, he would enter the Meneses' house and shoot only when necessary, however in the case of Reinaldo he would not control himself.Luciana who was distant looking outside the window. Just like the boss, she was lost in thoughts linked to the past. He remembered his undefeated love, he remembered perfectly that a “vassal” was not worthy of someone from the “nobility”. In some ways, her love story was similar to that of Souza and Gabriela, but

Souza was alive, but he still didn't know why, after all he had heard the sound of gunshots and at that time he should have been dead. He turned his head, trying to find a reason for his doubt, he saw a blond figure at the door pointing the machine gun towards Reinaldo. He was unable to identify who was the one who fired the shots, but he noticed whoever it was had managed to hit the villain of that episode. A red trickle ran from the side of the victim's mouth. The killer only had time to see Lopes' body collapse on the floor. Soon his vision became blurred and within seconds Max temporarily lost consciousness.Reinaldo was bleeding, the well-aimed shots hit him in the back, causing the bullets to pass through his body and pierce his organs, causing internal bleeding. He did not have the strength to turn around and look into the eyes of the man who had become his killer, but he did not He needed to see to know who had shot at him, because his killer started talking and Lopes knew ver

=Flashback=“I'm totally lost. I have no idea what to do now in my life, but one thing has definitely been decided. I'm leaving the East Zone Complex.” said the blonde, placing the pistol on the table. The bandage was visible on his forehead and his face relaxed that his soul was at peace.“I think that after everything it would be good for you to see a psychologist, perhaps a specialist will help you adapt better to your new life.”Marcel said coldly.“Yeah, who knows.-I know exactly who to recommend to you.”A malicious smile that Chico didn't understand was shown by Moraes. From inside the office drawer Marcel took out a red card with Chinese characters and handed it to the blonde.Three days passed after that morning in which he left his gun at the Meneses Moraes' house and in exchange received a card from a psychologist. He was no longer the leader of the Rodrigues, he had abandoned that position and left it in Luciana's han

A few years out of Saudade.It didn't matter what season it was, in Denmark it was always cold. The freezing breeze was more severe that month and the snow fell, leaving the country sunk in a white landscape, the inhabitants didn't care, they went to the squares to watch the snowflakes fall, the children made huge dolls with the help of some adults, fights of snowball events happened.The square that morning was reasonably full, it was Christmas Eve and everyone wanted to admire the huge tree decorated with red balls and white angels. In the center, the choir made up of teenagers sang typical Danish Christmas songs at the foot of the huge tree.On a gray stool an old man with long gray hair sat between two fifteen-year-old girls. The two teenagers looked at their grandfather tenderly. The ones who used to be called the Moraes twins, now used Philinks, one was called Kethy and Ellen were competing for the attention of their grandfather who had arrived just