DELGANO: THE INTRO (ANGELS AND ASSASSINS #9) BY K. ALEX WALKER – eBook Details Online
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Summer 2010
Zahrat Al Jibal
Morocco
1132 hours
Team: Omega
Status: Destabilization
Sunlight stung the whites of Adrían’s eyes as the bag someone had tossed
over his head, while he was busy “working” in the middle of a Mexican
desert, was removed. Rope fibers cut into his wrists and ankles, and the
effects of whatever he’d been drugged with had completely burned off.
The last thing he remembered was shoveling dirt onto Pedro Almeida’s
contorted, ashen face, but these were no longer the clear blue skies he’d
encountered in the Chihuahuan Desert. As far as he knew, no buildings
looked like this in Rio. This structure, this house, looked like something he
would see on the other side of the world, far away from South America or
the Yucatan Peninsula.
“Finally, you’re awake.” Shoes with what sounded like thick, solid heels
echoed next to his head. Seconds later, slim legs covered by dark pants
opened in front of him. “Wakey, wakey, my little Gano.”
This woman had to have the reddest hair he’d ever seen, which
contrasted sharply against her brown skin, dark eyebrows, and the black
Aviator sunglasses sitting on the bridge of her nose. She spoke with an
American accent and, oddly enough, looked completely at home surrounded
by men wearing camouflage gear and toting high-powered rifles.
“Where am I?” he asked, in Portuguese.
The woman raised a hand.
One of the men walked up, slipped a yellow folder between her fingers,
and she went from crouching to sitting on the beige stone next to his head,
thumbing through the folder after a deft lick of her fingertip.
“Adrían Delgano, age twenty-four, born in Rio to a teen mother. Height:
one hundred and eighty-eight centimeters. Favorite food: brigadeiros. Nice.
I’ve had those. Blood type is,” she dragged her finger, “O-negative? Nice
again. Universal donor. And I see here that you finished school, which is a
bonus. Then what happened, Adrían? You went from working at a
warehouse for a multinational shipping company to becoming one of the
most prominent members of the Chamasagrado Cartel.”
“Where am I?” he repeated.
“Come on, Gano. I know you speak English. Maybe even better than I
do. Sua mamãe damn near broke her back to pay that expensive tuition at
that fancy school before she died.”
He tugged on the ropes.
She didn’t flinch.
“Now, when we found you, Adrían Delgano,” she said, closing the
folder, “it was with a shovel in your hand, digging a shallow grave to bury a
man named Pedro Almeida, who also went by the name Senhor Cobra.”
Pedro had given himself the name and then turned out to be just that—a
snake.
A snitch.
Snitching on Chamas was one thing, but to attempt to snitch on him
directly was a guaranteed way to expedite one’s journey into the afterlife.
“You’re looking at serious time in a Mexican prison, and let me tell
you…no matter how tough you think you are, there’s still some shit you
can’t prepare yourself for. You know, like watching your mother get r—”
“What the fuck do you want?” he hissed, in English. “You kidnapped
me from the desert to do what? Sing me a lullaby? Tell me a bedtime
story?”
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