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Una noche peligrosa
At the moment of feeling the burst of the tire of my car, I kept the rudder vigorously to avoid a rollover in the middle of the dark road. I barely avoided it and with the last route of the car I placed it to the side of the road so as not to obstruct the passage of vehicles that traveled along the highway.It was already midnight. When my friend Gioconda phoned me, I could see that the clock was exactly 9 pm. The woman's voice sounded distressed: "Help me try to violate the entrance of my property" .... and then abruptly cut off the communication. Half sleepy I finished waking and in a moment I was ready to go to my aid desperate neighbor .... and lover.
The route to his house I knew by heart, with hairs and signs, because I came to the sensual appointment weekly. Gioconda was a determined woman and she never had scruples to deny her erotic love to him. He had finished his conjugal relation of violent way and without contemplations. Her husband, a little younger than she, had been a couple without tenderness and sour and arrogant character. She fell in love with this unparalleled copy, and many times she even told me, "I never knew why I accepted him as a husband." Unexplained things, I always answered.
The same question asked me to stop on a dark and deserted road, with no one in sight who would help me with my desvare. I calculated that I was about 5 km from the hacienda of my dear.The night appeared as against me. The moon, hidden behind black clouds, presaged a torrential downpour. I prepared to leave my car abandoned and start walking towards the steepest part of the area, where Hacienda Paraiso appeared as a fortress.
I walked almost five hundred meters and saw lights that appeared in the distance, I do not know why I hid a little in the undergrowth at the side of the road waiting for the ferrari to pass, I could see its mark clearly. But then and unexpectedly appeared another vehicle as a persecutor of the ferrari and almost immediately there were shots that hit the rear windows of the sports car shattering them. This caused me panic and as I could head down to fall on a sandbar, I stood still and listened as the bullets buzzed among the opponents of the road, a bloody route. The minutes passed and when I heard no more noises nearby I decided to get up and hide behind a tree that served as a shield.
I took a deep breath as I saw no trace of the fray. Only remains of panoramic glasses watered by the road. I hurried forward and looked at my watch. It was 12:30 a.m. It had been almost an hour since my abrupt arrest because of the spiked rim. I ran my hand along the left side and felt wet, very wet my hand. I looked and there was a red liquid .... I was bleeding! I entered a terrible fear did not know if it was because of a scratch with some sharp piece or some of the bullets that could hurt me at the time of the shooting. Either way the blood flowed from my body even though it was not very fluid. I did not want to stop to examine this and I accelerated the passage. I thought I was very close to my goal.
To shorten the road, I took a shortcut, which I recognized immediately, I entered a terrain full of ups and downs, the soft soil less traveled, but the darkness increased because of the foliage of the branches of the grove I was traveling. strange noise about 50 meters from where I was and I stopped and I thought I listened as a lament, a whining. So as not to be surprised or fall into a trap or trap, I would sit still to listen clearly and understand the sequence of what It happened there, close by, very close to where I was. They spent long minutes that seemed the longest of the black night I was living. These regrets were not heard any more and I was even more worried. Had the person complaining had died? That was perhaps the only cause of the silence that surrounded the place.
I felt the pain increase and my strength was diminishing, something that I expected. I was totally disoriented. Where would you keep walking forward, aside? Suddenly in the distance, lights were lit like several vehicles stopped illuminating the scene.
I advanced as best I could. I was dragging my right leg that had been paralyzed or cramped. If I screamed for help I might have betrayed my presence. I did not know it could be happening ahead of me. I went out into the open air and stopped very close. "High, who's coming?" I heard a voice shout at me. "Do not shoot, do not shoot, I'm a friend of the lady" - I shouted desperately.
I fell without strength to the grass of the garden of the hacienda and I kept seeing hands that took me, palpando my senses. I did not see more, I stayed like a labyrinth, like a tunnel Before falling into total unconsciousness I heard something like this: "It seems the man we are looking for, is accused of murdering Gioconda Fornari."
Una noche peligrosa
At the moment of feeling the burst of the tire of my car, I kept the rudder vigorously to avoid a rollover in the middle of the dark road. I barely avoided it and with the last route of the car I placed it to the side of the road so as not to obstruct the passage of vehicles that traveled along the highway.It was already midnight. When my friend Gioconda phoned me, I could see that the clock was exactly 9 pm. The woman's voice sounded distressed: "Help me try to violate the entrance of my property" .... and then abruptly cut off the communication. Half sleepy I finished waking and in a moment I was ready to go to my aid desperate neighbor .... and lover.
The route to his house I knew by heart, with hairs and signs, because I came to the sensual appointment weekly. Gioconda was a determined woman and she never had scruples to deny her erotic love to him. He had finished his conjugal relation of violent way and without contemplations. Her husband, a little younger than she, had been a couple without tenderness and sour and arrogant character. She fell in love with this unparalleled copy, and many times she even told me, "I never knew why I accepted him as a husband." Unexplained things, I always answered.
The same question asked me to stop on a dark and deserted road, with no one in sight who would help me with my desvare. I calculated that I was about 5 km from the hacienda of my dear.The night appeared as against me. The moon, hidden behind black clouds, presaged a torrential downpour. I prepared to leave my car abandoned and start walking towards the steepest part of the area, where Hacienda Paraiso appeared as a fortress.
I walked almost five hundred meters and saw lights that appeared in the distance, I do not know why I hid a little in the undergrowth at the side of the road waiting for the ferrari to pass, I could see its mark clearly. But then and unexpectedly appeared another vehicle as a persecutor of the ferrari and almost immediately there were shots that hit the rear windows of the sports car shattering them. This caused me panic and as I could head down to fall on a sandbar, I stood still and listened as the bullets buzzed among the opponents of the road, a bloody route. The minutes passed and when I heard no more noises nearby I decided to get up and hide behind a tree that served as a shield.
I took a deep breath as I saw no trace of the fray. Only remains of panoramic glasses watered by the road. I hurried forward and looked at my watch. It was 12:30 a.m. It had been almost an hour since my abrupt arrest because of the spiked rim. I ran my hand along the left side and felt wet, very wet my hand. I looked and there was a red liquid .... I was bleeding! I entered a terrible fear did not know if it was because of a scratch with some sharp piece or some of the bullets that could hurt me at the time of the shooting. Either way the blood flowed from my body even though it was not very fluid. I did not want to stop to examine this and I accelerated the passage. I thought I was very close to my goal.
To shorten the road, I took a shortcut, which I recognized immediately, I entered a terrain full of ups and downs, the soft soil less traveled, but the darkness increased because of the foliage of the branches of the grove I was traveling. strange noise about 50 meters from where I was and I stopped and I thought I listened as a lament, a whining. So as not to be surprised or fall into a trap or trap, I would sit still to listen clearly and understand the sequence of what It happened there, close by, very close to where I was. They spent long minutes that seemed the longest of the black night I was living. These regrets were not heard any more and I was even more worried. Had the person complaining had died? That was perhaps the only cause of the silence that surrounded the place.
I felt the pain increase and my strength was diminishing, something that I expected. I was totally disoriented. Where would you keep walking forward, aside? Suddenly in the distance, lights were lit like several vehicles stopped illuminating the scene.
I advanced as best I could. I was dragging my right leg that had been paralyzed or cramped. If I screamed for help I might have betrayed my presence. I did not know it could be happening ahead of me. I went out into the open air and stopped very close. "High, who's coming?" I heard a voice shout at me. "Do not shoot, do not shoot, I'm a friend of the lady" - I shouted desperately.
I fell without strength to the grass of the garden of the hacienda and I kept seeing hands that took me, palpando my senses. I did not see more, I stayed like a labyrinth, like a tunnel Before falling into total unconsciousness I heard something like this: "It seems the man we are looking for, is accused of murdering Gioconda Fornari."
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