Chapter 347 - Breeze, Sand, Sea and... - mdfour
Miguel
"That Medrano's son of a bitch is the gonorrhea trying to screw us through our women. That little prick still has a long way to go to reach our level of piles of shit. He doesn't know who he's messing with. This is pure revenge. But they won't mess with my Little One. They touch Diana, and I'll boil them in oil.
We won't leave them alone, we were already preparing with the team. Each of us packs what we think is necessary for our specialty. Churrusco will be our eyes from the satellite and for whatever we need, he hasn't stopped hugging his son who is now asleep in his arms.
I don't know if it's just my imagination, but since he's been with Grego, his motor skills look much better. I think it's the fear of dropping his son that's prevented him from twisting his hands so much; now he controls them perfectly. Rino picked up his medical bag.
'Boss, are we taking the suits?' We looked at Roland, who was traveling with us this time.
'No. We can't let it be obvious that we're the same group from Checkmate.' We agreed. I packed more weapons. 'We'll have our regular bulletproof vests and everyone should take their woman's vest.'
'Don't forget to bring mine.' Aníbal spoke.
'Don't worry, buddy,' Roland said. We already had the plan. Today we would reach the islands on a ghost flight, that was my specialty. Supposedly, tomorrow those gonorrheas would take my wife and the other women to a house we don't know. But very likely, that's where they'll be kidnapped. I smiled.
'He who laughs alone remembers his mischief,' Zombi commented.
'Can you imagine the look on those gonorrheas' faces when they see us arrive like magazine models? I hope they have a bedpan because they're going to shit themselves with fear.'
'Let's wait and see what happens. For now, we need to get there, settle in, and then, once we know where they are, equip ourselves with what we need,' Rata said.
'Guys, it's time to go.'
Roland was carrying Gregorio in the baby carrier. The child was asleep, with his bag of weapons on one side and three vests in the other hand. Rata also had three vests, and I went for three more. Zombi took Grego's bag.
We arrived at El Renacer, all the kids were sitting at the big table having snacks with their nannies, babysitters, and the grandfather, who got up as soon as he saw us. Roland handed the child to Karen, and she put him to sleep in his stroller.
'Karen,' Lobo approached.
'Yes?' Our friend knew he couldn't take Christofer with him.
'Something's happening with the women, and we need to travel. We're leaving right away, can I leave my son with you?'
'Of course! Did something happen to Shirly?'
'Not yet. We'll explain later.'
Don Fausto had heard, and we left, only needing to pack some clothes.
'Is Roland staying?'
'No, Don Fausto, Any gave me permission.'
'Is it that complicated?' Don Fausto ran his hand over his face.
'The past is chasing us,' my friend said.
'Son, don't let anything happen to my daughter and my wife, well, to any of them.'
'It'll be alright, Don Fausto... Those gonorrheas shouldn't have messed with our wives. Not with them!'
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Roland
We were enjoying the pool, it wasn't what I wanted, but they told us that tomorrow they would fix it and take us to a beach house with all the comforts of a hotel. The one I see detailing everything is Luisa; she didn't like the change, and Carlina, although what she told us unsettled all of us. It was already five in the afternoon. I called Roland a couple of hours ago, and he didn't answer; he must be busy at the base."
I stayed in the pool for another half hour. Gradually, we all started heading back to our rooms. Luisa and I were sharing a room. We had agreed to meet at the restaurant at seven in the evening, and then we would go to the bar to have some fun. I called my husband again, and this time he answered.
"Hello, honey."
"Beautiful." I could hear the sound of the wind.
"Where are you?"
"Mrs. Claudia needed some supplies for what she has to do. So I offered to take her to Blanco."
"Clari's mom?"
"Yes, love, and before you start imagining things, we are all staying at El Renacer. We have work, a lot of work. Some jerks are giving us trouble, so we'll be busy all night. Your dad, Karen, and everyone else settled at the ranch for the weekend."
"Is there any danger?"
My heart raced. I looked at Luisa; she had a worried expression, it seems she didn't like what she was hearing from Simón.
"Don't worry, we have everything under control."
"You're tracking me, right?" I felt him sigh. Something's up. "Do you want us to come back?"
"It's not that serious, enjoy yourselves. I love you."
"Roland, take care of my kids. When you get home, can you put them on the phone?"
"Love, call Mr. Fausto."
"Okay, I'll call him now." When the call ended, I called my father, but he didn't answer.
"Mr. Fausto isn't answering!" my sister-in-law exclaimed.
"He's not answering me either. He must be talking to your mom. What's wrong?"
"Something smells fishy." she said, frustrated as she sat on her bed.
"You're the federal agent."
"I was. Don't you think it's strange, the photo they took of Carlina and the girls? Then the change in itinerary, I didn't like those men with the supposed agency employee you made the reservation with. Now Simón... he was driving, I heard the breeze, he said they'd be working a lot, the kids are with their grandfather, and the last thing he said left me puzzled."
"What did he say?"
"A punk is trying to mess with them, but they're in the process of changing his dirty diapers."
"I don't understand," I commented. She smiled and explained.
"Someone is messing with them or something they care about, it's a young guy, and he mentioned crap; they refer to facing him or they are going to. These men..." she shook her head several times. "They're up to something, they are..."
"That's how we love them, with that big mouth they have, or at least mine. Luisa looked at me, smiling.
"You're absolutely right, and to top it off, I like Simón's dirty mouth." We both laughed.
"Let's enjoy ourselves, we'll find out what's going on when we get back."
At the agreed time, we met in the reception. We had dinner, laughed a lot, and I noticed Luisa looking around, but after a few minutes, she relaxed and joined the conversation. Two hours later, we were at the nightclub, laughing. Mrs. Josefina and Carmela had never been to a place like this.
Patricia and Lupe couldn't stop laughing, making fun of their mothers. Inés was trying to hide it, but I knew her problem was tormenting her. I took her hand and asked her to come with me, telling the girls we'd be back later. The place was beautiful, Caribbean, just the way I like it. It reminded me of my Colombia. Oh God, when will I be able to go back again?
"I imagine why you took me out of the nightclub." I hugged her. We owe it to this woman that our husbands have at least some respect.
"Gather your courage, Inés, but you have to tell them." We had stopped near the reception.
"I couldn't, dear, they..."