Chapter 5 Running away is sometimes the ideal

The hours flew by giving notice that the clock was ticking at eleven and ten in the morning, thus finding us in time limit, it was needless to say that such a meeting had been extended too much. When we realized in a hurry we left that building, we got the car and especially quickly we left for the airport, we were relatively far away and missing the flight was not a luxury that I really wanted to take because no matter what it cost I had to arrive.

"Put your foot down" I said as I fixed my eyes on the driver through the rearview mirror to find myself just accommodated in the back seat from where he could see me perfectly in the face.

And as if it were a life or death order, it was that he completely left the accelerator, quickly evading traffic, even taking shortcuts to avoid traffic jams.

Finally, in 30 minutes we were in front of the airport, we arrived relatively just what at least reassured me; as the trip was private it was not necessary to go inside the airport more it was enough to go to the runway and confirm with the agents our departure which took a few minutes, after the luggage being checked by the agents it was loaded and having already finished the entire migratory part Christian and I arrived.

At 12:00 p.m. on the dot that aircraft took off with evident haste dictated from the cabin, between the skies and through the clouds we surfed moving through the air like a bird in its full element completely using the impulse of the wind in our favor.

Four hours were more than enough to travel from one point to another without counting, of course, the time we were in the sky waiting for the control tower to finally allow the pilot to land and after going through migration again, now in Dominican lands, RD finally welcomed us.

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The helicopter finally lands at the small heliport that is located in one of the gardens that make up the boundaries of that place after 7:45 at night peretne time present as far as the schedule that follows that area is concerned, after having spent some time loitering among the airport establishments.

Chistian and I especially quickly left that aircraft with suitcase in hand we moved away from the heliport and starting our march through that thick garden we went to the house, from that area we have to take a detour to get to the front of the residence.

We walked and before us a huge, quite colorful sign characteristic of the tourist areas of the country dazzles at the top, on which you could read Casa de Campo Flor del Este with complete clarity and from under that sign, a person was already waiting for us, I looked at him a man already entered age with a smile on his face while maintaining a firm posture he was waiting for us.

Chirs and I got closer so we heard almost immediately the words of that man. "You are both welcome," he replies with extreme courtesy.

"Thank you, but it is not necessary that you receive us" I looked him up and down letting out my haughty and arrogant attitude very characteristic of my temperament as I let out "let the owner of the place Mr. Vargas know that his guests have just arrived".

"Ehh no, this is a mistake, me... "he intended to speak to give an answer to what he had heard, but I simply deigned to shut him up.

"Shhhh, I haven't spoken clearly call him, or what is better take me with him."

"I'm afraid that may not be "their expressions and his voice changed completely hear him say such words provide a negative image to that lord Alexander, and with a serene attitude he replied, "the lord is not found, but neglects to young Richmond to both the staff as to me have given us specific instructions to assist you in what you need ".

Hearing him replying that surname caused great surprise in that boy who did not hesitate to ask the reason why he knew his identity "How do you know about me? "

"Mr. Carlos made sure that we all knew the most important things about you so that you could be well received.

With distrust Alexander looked at that man, but simply the lord did not let go of his actions and after receiving some glances full of judgments against him from that boy the lord replied "let me accompany you to the interior there one of the maids will attend you ".

That man turned around and marking the way led them inside, with great distrust Alexander followed him which made his discomfort against that person completely visible.

Christian could not let such a moment pass and when he saw Alexander's face disfigured by disgust he dared to face him "What's wrong with you, you look at him like a murderer it will be about? "

"It's nothing he just didn't trust his words."

"You're already going to start with your paranoia, that everyone is a liar and that everyone is a possible threat."

"And they are. So far my hunch has been correct."

"You can't deal with it, because you better not relax and enjoy it more than anything that's why you've come."

"I know you've come all this way, but you don't have to remind me, now, tell me are you for me or against me."

"Well, in your favor you know it well."

"Then stop being contrary to me, something happens about such a man and I have no doubt about that."

"Whatever you say."

Christian advancement in the step to follow the rhythm to the one man leaving Alexander retired a few steps, while this guy was focused on to admire the details of that place; the garden is perfectly cut there is no sheet on which to fall from the tops of the trees that is not collected by staying extremely surrounded by a complete hygiene in the environment can highlight the peppermint scent given off by the bushes after being beaten by the wind, all that gave it a unique touch and for some odd reason I could feel that I was literally at home.

For a few seconds we walked until we finally reached the main door where that imposing house lay, its enormous wingspan made anyone who saw its details feel small in the Spanish style perfectly divided into the extension in which it was destined, its colors composed mostly in dark proportions are camouflaged in their perfection among the green of the landscape.

We arrived at the portico and immediately entered the main hall where that man calling loudly to one of the maids refuted "Maria can you come for a moment".

A young woman of medium tes dressed in a rather casual uniform a little chaotic appeared, she was coming with her head down trying to tidy up a little her clothes she was wearing, her face somewhat stained by a white powder presumably flour and she simply did not notice our presence so addressing the lord she commented "What do you need sir? "

That man let the girl finally raise her head to safeguard her doubt, after a few seconds she finally raised her face ending up colliding with Christian and me who were watching her with full attention. The surprise was reflected on his face because he had not noticed our presence at all.

That one in cara drew a nervous laugh that dominated the corner of her mouth and directing her gaze to that man between her teeth refuted "it was not easier to notify me before his arrival".

"No! "

"You expect too much from me."

"The truth is, Mary."

The girl accepting such a reality after oscillating between a few mood swings between happiness, euphoria and anger against him, addressing Christian and me turned around positioning herself in the middle of both while placing a hand on the opposite man of each who pushed us relentlessly while saying "I imagine you must be very hungry, come don't be shy dinner is ready.

Without being able to refuse, we had to put aside our bags since her insistence was really overwhelming, so we let ourselves be guided by her words; she spoke with great joy about such an amazing place as if she was proud to be able to work there.

We walked not too much, we left the lounge and a few meters away we find ourselves with an arched door, was the only thing that existed between us in the large dining area semi covered, which was at the side, the table was singularly massive and needless to say, spacious in its surface a series of dishes lay still without leaving the arch we could easily see, with that pleasant view arrived to us a series of aromas so delicious that embobaban completely my senses, some of them could even say that they were brand new, but without a doubt some others made me remember those days with special nostalgia.

That man came ahead of us, surrounded that dining room until he reached the main seat on the other side and while he was still standing he indicated "go ahead come closer, this is done especially for you".

He extended his hand in the direction of the seats that were one on each side of the table so that we could accompany him, so I thought it was not fair to refuse such a kind invitation and Christian and I approaching one on each side sat down next to him at the table to share that banquet.

Seeing such an atmosphere I supposed that we would have a quiet evening, but no, at that table the employees next to us gathered to eat, I looked at that man, I was curious about his person and for some reason he must have started to calm down such a need for knowledge so I asked "Excuse the daring, but curiosity believe me that I can no longer with her What is her name? "

That one with kindness next to an expression of tenderness observed me as if he could see beyond in me and replying "call me Manuel" extended his hand to my patted so my back, that evening became a quite cozy moment and between stories, laughter, stories, anecdotes the minutes passed.

I had to admit that having some time for myself to put aside the overwhelming of my work life at first was a little strange, but it felt pretty good; we finally finished eating and Maria guided us to the dorm area leaving us each in what would be our room for the next few days.

I went in and to my surprise my bags were already at the entrance, carrying that suit all day already made me quite uncomfortable, because being so covered in a hot environment as this country assumes is quite uncomfortable so I decided to change my outfit. Take my bag the place on the bed and pull off her pants baggy together a shirt and flip-flops, take the clothes you were wearing desaciendome as well of her, leaving me merely that pants while my chest was discovered after wear the shoes I left my room it was late so you can hardly someone I would be hanging around, anyone in their right mind would think that the right thing would be to wait but not I needed to get out I wanted to relive those old memories, and I was hoping for at least one solid could get to me, but not, walk for several minutes without any success.

Tired of walking while trying to return to my bedroom, I heard as behind me the hollow sound of the water splashing that made me curious and I decided to snoop so I peeked out the side to observe finding a rather pleasant image for me; it was completely an open place like an event hall in the center was a pool of completely crystalline water capable of reflecting the moon on its surface, and on one side was a girl with her feet submerged while humming a beautiful melody.

Her voice, although diminished, stood out among the sounds that the air currents impelled, a song between her lips was played rocking my being in her warm cooing, the lyrics were unusual which sense of love and heartbreak they infused.

"Your hands wrinkled by time,

tired by the weight of a life,

Your voice hoarse by the years, broken by the scream

and the effort conceived... ... ... ♫♫♫

Just stay, make me want again,

look at me, make me believe again... ... ... ♫♫♫"

I came out of my hiding place I just couldn't stay there without being able to see him up close, his white skin was perfectly camouflaged with the robe he was wearing semi-open on the front revealing a salmon-colored swimsuit that looked spectacular on her, so I could appreciate the contours of her figure which with complete sincerity I could cite as not bad at all but not part of what made a perfect woman for me, in short that she did not have those great and extravagant attributes as women in Orlando and in some other areas of the world flaunts.