บททั้งหมดของ Shadows of the Vow: บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

Antonioni’s POV   Inside my black SUV, cruising through the city outskirts in the dead of the night, my three right-hand men were with me in our car.  The other gang members followed behind in their SUVs, packed in groups.  We were all heading back to our base in the Marina Park Estate. The time was 8:57pm. We had first gone to the treasure warehouse to load off our retrieved goods.  The treasure warehouse is a secluded underground where I kept bigger treasures and safeguarded them with modern security-proof technologies.  That's for Spain.  I still have treasure warehouses in Berlin, Russia and Japan.  Smaller treasures worth less than a billion dollars can be safeguarded in the Park's warehouse. Milo, the chatty and techie one

Lorenzo's POV   “You’re fucking telling me what?!” I barked so loud it echoed off the stone walls of the courtyard of my penthouse, like a goddamn battle cry. All of them, ten grown men, knelt on the gravel like guilty schoolboys. Heads down. Lips sealed. The stink of sweat and shame hovered over them like fog. Their wounds from the evening’s fight had been bound up. Only Scales remained standing, arms crossed, jaw clenched. “Lord,” one of them finally spoke up, Santos, the one with more cowardice than sense. “We… We don't know what kind of weapon they used. We’re still trying to… ” “Still trying to?” I roared. “Trying to figure it out? Is that what the fuck I’m paying you for, Santos? To try?!” He flinc

Annabelle's POV   I woke up to find that Antonioni wasn't lying beside me anymore. My eyes scanned the clock, lazily. The time was 5:19am. I didn't want to wake up to mystery. Who knows what I should expect for the day? So I decided to stay back in bed and probably sleep a little more. At first, I struggled to sleep again, but eventually, I managed to tuck myself back into sleep. It would be my first twenty four hours (full day) in the dome. I was stirred back up by the sound of a knock on the door, polite, but firm. Before I responded, I checked the time. One would never guess the time with the climatic condition of the room, since the room was always, by default, dark. Except for the mercy of the luxury lightings. The time was 7:08am. “Yes?” I responded, yawning and

Annabelle’s POV I had eaten some snacks I saw inside Antonioni’s fridge and had had my bath.The pain of the slap had cleared but my shoulder still hurt from the hit of the rifle.I sat down on the bed and tried to navigate through my new phone. A voice was heard on the door.“Hello, it's the cleaner. Please can I come in?” She called out.“Yes please, come in.”As she came in, I stepped aside, going a little bit out of the room. I stood at the door and observed that the guard who stood there was not the same one who I had taken recognition of as the one who usually stands there.Oh, they work in shifts. I was getting it then.Before I could twist aside to watch who was coming behind me, I saw Antonioni’s mother carrying a plate filled with large oranges.I quickly moved my stare back to the room, praying she hadn't seen me.I was wrong.“Hi, Annabelle!” She called out to me, smiling brightly.“Hi Señora Patty, Goo… Good morning to yo…” I stammered, but she interrupted me even.“...

Annabelle’s POV The previous day, I had told Antonioni about Santiago being the one who stole Léon Fierro's goods. I'm wondering if he has confronted him or not. But then, even though I was curious, I shouldn’t have gone down that hallway.I woke up very late and right now, I'm trying to catch up on events. I haven't seen him since I woke up too. And it's already evening.Something in my guts grumbled with every step, an ache I couldn’t explain. Maybe it was the silence. This house has never been silent, not really. Not unless it was hiding something.And this… felt like silence before a storm. What's happening in this dome?As I passed through his study, I swear, I didn’t mean to listen. I only meant to pass.But the door was cracked open, just enough. Just enough for me to see…her.Clara.Bent over Antonioni’s desk. Moaning.His hands gripping her hips like he was staking a claim.My breath caught so hard in my throat I almost choked on it.I should have walked away. Should have c