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Jessica is living her life peacefully with her husband, Adam Peterson, when a creep shows up at her work place and sneaks a photo of her. Soon after that, an infamous boss of a drug cartel, Hugo Ortiz, arrives at her workplace with an army of guards. He calls her "Camila" and asks her to leave with him. She does not remember the man at all. She realizes that her husband had been keeping things from her. Upon digging deeper, she finds out that she had been married to Hugo Ortiz. It didn't take long for Hugo's enemies to use her as a target. Ivan Volkov, the most feared name of the bratva, has been sniffing for an opportunity to get his hands on Hugo and have his revenge for killing his only son. Jessica finds herself caught in the crossfire of a gang war while she struggles to remember how she ended up in Nebraska. What is the reality of her "husband"? Who Hugo Ortiz? Why doesn't she remember any of this? When she actually stumbles upon the answers to her questions, a part of her preferred living in blissful ignorance rather than stepping back into the world of blood and misery.
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Shadow of Yesterday 65 Always from the Closest Ones
The air in the hotel lobby started to get heavier and the emotions awkward. Ivan Volkov made one gesture to his men and they manned the doors. They started to gradually limit the new entries and hasten the exits. It all happened so subtly that even the hotel security couldn't see it happen. Within no time, the civilians in the lobby were outnumbered by three to one. Michelle felt sweat running down her forehead. She hadn't expected the encounter to take such an ominous turn. She was one wrong move away from becoming a turf war casualty. Another addition in the millions that weren't even worthy to be named in the evening news. She could feel the burning glare of the Bratva boss as he read her emotions and she knew better than to play any mind games with him. Ivan was far too dominating and intelligent to let anything slide. He put a hand in his coat pocket and Michelle’s breath got stuck in her throat. It dawned on her that he had made up his mind. Her body was frozen on that couch. Iv
Shadow of Yesterday 64 Stranger Territory
The Eppley Airfield wasn't as active as one would expect the biggest airport in the state to be. In most aspects, it didn't even resemble an airport at all. No deafening announcements echoing in the halls and no panicky passengers scrambling for their luggage. It was perhaps because of the early morning but airports never really cared for the clock. A little boy was making the most of the half deserted lounge. His remote controlled truck was showing all sorts of tricks and acrobatics. The truck maneuvered through the legs of the benches and the passengers. A few appreciated it while the others were just irritated. The faint whirring noise of the toy and the occasional clattering were the only sounds in the lounge. The kid followed the truck, matching its speed. It let out a loud clatter as it collided with something hard and stopped moving. The kid ran to see where it had struck. He found an older man reading a newspaper on one of the benches. The truck had flipped after hitting his b
Shadow of Yesterday 63 Needle in a Haystack
The girl was eerily calm now. It didn't sit right with Wade. The girl had been violated yet there she was looking like nothing happened after the shock wore off. It could only mean that she had been through that before. He turned towards the girl and she was chewing bubblegum. She looked barely eighteen. Her eyes were bouncing from one thing to another. “I know it’s a lost cause but can you remember anything?” Wade asked her. The girl squinted her eyes and stared into nothing. She shook her head. Wade sighed. The girl seemed to remember something. “Wait a sec. I think I woke up for a moment. I don't remember seeing anyone but I’m sure I heard someone speak Mexican,” she said.“Mexican?”“Yeah, yeah. Whatever the fuck language they speak.”“Are you sure?”“Ummm… yeah, because that triggered a never ending loop of Macarena song in my dreams.”Wade had little doubt that the cartel had been there but now he was certain. Carl was still confused.“How did you know about the takeover?” Car
Shadow of Yesterday 62 By a Minute
Wade was sure that the eerie looking room in front of him held the answers to his questions. He approached the door of the room but a familiar voice from behind him stopped him in his tracks.“Looking for something, officer?” The voice rang out. Wade turned to look and found Bethany staring back at him. Her expression was anything but welcoming. Carl took a step back. Her demeanor ran a shiver down his spine. That wasn't the same bubbly lady who was trying to throw Wade on a bed a few minutes ago. Wade was wondering when the cavalry would show up. She must have found the passed out bouncer by the staircase. The fact that there was no alarm in her tone or body language, confirmed some of Wade’s suspicions. “As a matter of fact, I am,” Wade responded, unmoved. “Maybe you can help me out here, Beth. Who’s the sleeping beauty?” He added and pointed at Boris on the ground. Bethany was in no mood for humor but neither was Wade. He had smelled something fishy but now he realized that it had
Shadow of Yesterday 61 In Plain Sight
There weren't many patrons inside the club and it made the detective wonder why the bouncer was stopping the new entries. It was all as it should be in a strip club. The patrons were drooling over the strippers clinging onto the poles. Carl was nowhere to be seen. Wade was exhausted. He decided to take a seat at the bar. The bartender was polishing a glass like he expected a genie to come out of it. He approached Wade with a welcoming gaze. “What’s it gonna be, officer?” The bartender asked and Wade frowned. He was in his casual outfit and his badge was hidden inside his jacket. Was his grumpy face that much of a dead giveaway?“The Zombie, please,” Wade requested. The bartender gave him a troubled look and nodded. “Got something to forget, dear?” A seductive female voice rang out from his right. He looked in the direction of the voice and found a pretty looking stripper sitting a barstool away from him. The lady was darker in skin tone and was wearing a seductive red dress. Her hai
Shadow of Yesterday 60 Trail
The revelations all the way from New Mexico threw Wade into a never ending spiral filled with hate. He was familiar with that dark place. Another outsider armed with blood money had entered his territory. He knew from experience that nothing good was going to come out of it. Wolves don't visit stranger territory for a picnic. It was going to be a bloodbath and Wade was well aware that it had already been started. Hugo Ortiz was a Cartel boss. Wherever he decided to set his foot, his word became law. His enemies had a bad habit of disappearing without a trace. Only a few resurfaced as an example of what not to do. Carl kept driving. They were headed to the intersection without any definite plan of action. Carl kept eyeing Wade in the mirror for any instructions. Wade was in deep thought. “Do we know of any businesses being run by Colombians around here?” Wade asked without taking his eyes off the window. “Not that we’re certain of. There are some shops in the area that are run by Lat
Shadow of Yesterday 59 Friend Indeed
In Nebraska, present day…Adam was sitting in the bedroom with Jessica and kept an eye on her. Her screams still echoed in his ears, threatening his sanity. They were straight out of hell. He shuddered at the thought of what she felt that made her scream like that. He knew that he was better off not knowing too much about her past. Jessica seemed at peace as she slept like a baby. Adam felt like he had lost his sleep for a week. There was nothing notable from Jessica other than an odd groan or a frown. Adam felt himself dozing off on the chair when his phone buzzed. He checked and it was a call from Simon. He got to his feet and carefully stepped outside the room. He slowly clicked the door closed and answered the call. “Hey, Adam! How’s it going?” Simon spoke up as soon as the call connected. Adam tried his best to put up his ever smiling persona. “Hi, Mr Col… I mean, Simon. All’s good and how are you?” Adam managed to say. “Peace here too. Hey listen, I made some calls and called
Shadow of Yesterday 58 Jezebel’s Way
Back in Palomino, Present day…The night was quiet in Palomino, Colombia. It was past the general population’s bed time. Michelle’s roofless car emerged from the darkness and approached her plaza. Her mood was of indifference. She had been partying hard like she always did but it wasn't giving her the same kicks as it used to. The blinding lights and the deafening music of the club wasn't doing anything for her. There were no more hookups. Hordes of men swarmed her like zombies the moment she entered the club wearing her overpriced dresses. They were barely dresses. They were walking thirst traps and they always delivered. Tons of men who were neck deep in debt just to look wealthy, tried their luck with her. She made them pay for every second of her time. She made them order the most expensive wines. They regretted ever looking her way. If they were good enough for her, they could get some action in return. Either way, Michelle returned satisfied. But since Hugo had left for the US,
Shadow of Yesterday 57 From The Ones You Trust
The present day…Hugo and Juan stood inside the murky room above the strip club that smelled of sweat and cheap beer. Vladimir was sitting in his underwear, pondering his options. The idea of crossing Volkov was nothing short of disastrous but in the absence of any healthier alternatives, Vladimir agreed to side with Hugo. He grimly nodded his head and stood up. “Come with me,” Vladimir said and put his pants back on. He led them out of the room and they gladly followed. He caught Boris out cold on the ground and sighed. “This suka cost me eighty grand. Talk about clickbait,” Vladimir snorted and walked to the metal staircase. Hugo didn't expect him to do something as petty as making a run for it or screaming for help. When you rise through the ranks in the world of crime, you adhere to a different code. The higher you get, the more grace is expected from you, up to the point that the bosses were expected to die with a fat cigar hanging from their lips rather than bullet holes in t
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