Tel Aviv, Israel.
In an old shack built in the middle of the desert on the outskirts of Tel Aviv, the group of mercenaries who had lost their nuclear weapons regrouped around the commander of the operation and the rest of their companions, obfuscated by the audacity of the Israelis. The commander, an African-American man with an imposing presence, had just given the news to their client, throwing the satellite phone on the table he was sitting at. He looked closely at his men and after a few seconds that seemed like an eternity to everyone, he got up and said, resting his fists on the table:
“Gentlemen, I have informed our client of the latest events, and to my surprise, he has taken it very well, to the point that he has ordered us to leave the country immediately.”
“¿And the rest of the payment?” One of the men asked.
“The rest of the money is being deposited at the moment in the accounts of e
Tel Aviv, Israel.Justin had taken advantage of the fact that his friends were already drunk when he decided to leave the bar to find a quiet place to try to call his country. He had stolen one of his companions' jeeps and already was on the outskirts of Tel Aviv when he saw in the distance what appeared to be two missiles traveling through the Israeli sky, almost at the same time, and after a few seconds slightly take two different directions approaching the ground. Within seconds he heard a loud bang and saw a huge cloud of smoke and dust rise. In the bar he had heard one of his former colleagues say that the stolen missiles had already been launched against Iran, so he assumed that those that had just hit the city had been launched by Iran in response to the initial attack.He pulled off the road and stopped about two hundred yards from it in the middle of the barren landscape. It was already waning the afternoon. He took the satellite p
Buenos Aires, Argentina.The flight had departed around midnight the day before and despite being sleepy they couldn't get much sleep. The journey went smoothly despite how long she considered it had been. Only when they were passing through the Amazon did they feel some turbulence, and that made the girl a little uneasy. She told her that was normal when they traveled by plane and she calmed down. As always, Julianne gave her the security and confidence she needed when she was feeling uneasy or worried about something. Despite not being her mother, she raised her as if she were, especially when her brother strongly asked her to do it for him. She considered herself his mother, having had her under her care practically since she was born.And to Marianne she was her mother.The captain announced over the loudspeakers in English and Spanish they were approaching the airport and began the descent maneuvers for the landing, ordering the passe
The Vatican, Vatican City State.He was about to go to sleep when he heard a knock on his bedroom door. Lazily he went and opened it, finding a man in his late sixties with an expressionless face. He was just like him, in pajamas and slippers."Cardinal Agnello," he greeted him, intrigued. “I was about to go to bed. What can I do for you?”"May I come in? It will only take a few minutes ...”He stepped aside and the newcomer entered the room. In the middle of it he turned to look at him, still with an expressionless face. After several seconds, which seemed like an eternity, he began to speak:“Cardinal Nitti, I have just received very important information and I didn’t want to wait until tomorrow to communicate it to you. It is important we make a decision tonight.”“And what information is that?”"It took a while for our investigator, but after so long we finally
New York, USA.The Bentley pulled up in front of one of the great buildings on Fifth Avenue, near the Metropolitan Museum. They got out of the car and entered the building. The man who had always spoken to them entered the elevator with them, while the other two who accompanied him stayed in the car and continued on their way. They came to a large entrance hall to one of the apartments, with marble floors and walls covered with some paintings that they supposed must cost a fortune. A butler greeted them and led them across the hall to an office which looked more like a library, judging by the number of books. The butler asked them to sit down, while the other subject told them he was going to look for Mr. Richmond, leaving immediately."Can I get you something while you wait?" The butler asked them."If possible, a soda," Doris asked, somewhat embarrassed. The butler nodded slightly."And for the gentleman?""Just water, than
Buenos Aires, Argentina.Julius and his sister spent most of the night talking and reminiscing about some of their childhood memories. David and Karen joined them once the children had fallen asleep, and shared with them part of their lived experiences throughout the years. Julianne was surprised by the number of families David had gone through when he was orphaned, but he assured her despite everything he had learned many things from each one. When he was a teenager, he did not give them the importance they deserve or appreciate the sacrifice they made to have him, which is why he ended up doing military service when he could. Now that he could think about everything with the necessary maturity, he was willing to go back to each and every one of them to thank them for their efforts and willingness they dedicated to him over the years."It’s a debt I owe them," he said melancholy. “And someday I will. Also, they should know that I&rsq
The Vatican, State of the Vatican City.Night was already beginning to fall when Cardinal Agnello received a WhatsApp message on his phone. He opened the app and looked at the images he had just received, along with a message that said, “The target is the boy in jeans and a light blue shirt. At his side, in the first photo, the father, and in the following with the protector and some of his friends.” Agnello detailed the photos, in some of them a boy of about eleven or twelve years old was seen, accompanied by an adult man, in others with a younger one, and in the last one with other children of the same age. Agnello recognized Dr. Hansen’s face from the reports of the investigator hired to locate him, but he never presented any of the boy, so he assumed that the one in jeans and a light blue shirt that the investigator mentioned must be him. He looked like a normal child, who shared with his friends and was happy.He was sittin
Washington, USA. In the oval office of the White House, President Sean Martin Collins was reviewing some papers regarding the trade agreements that the United States had recently signed with the People’s Republic of China. He had literally fought a real battle with the chinese president for his intention to raise export tariffs on US products, especially cars, which was affecting local businessmen and unleashing unfair competition. When he arrived at the White House, his main objective and electoral promise was to review the trade agreements and treaties signed between both nations to try to improve the ailing US economy, and he was doing that when the intercom located to his right rang.“Yes?” He asked, without even touching the device, the communication had been activated by the sound of his voice."Excuse me, Mr. President," replied a female voice from the other end, "but here’s General Goodson.""Tell hi
Buenos Aires, Argentina.It was already late afternoon when Joseph’s friends went home. They had spent the whole day telling their adventures and anecdotes to Marianne, who enjoyed their company and looked happy despite language barriers, but with Joseph as a dedicated and efficient translator she could understand everything they said to her.They were alone in Joseph’s room, and they began to talk about things at school and their daily lives. After a few minutes of lively talk, Marianne is speechless, staring at Joseph. The latter, realizing it, also looks at him for a few seconds, after which he says:"Come on, let it go. Ask at once.”"How do you know I want to ask you something?""I just know. It’s something I can do since I started talking to my Father. There are times when visions come to me and I see things that at first I don’t understand, but then He clarifies them for me when He speaks