Memories

After several days Mía was in her room in a beautiful house in London, she was packing her clothes, since the rest of her things were already stored, the furniture and clothes were packed and ready to be transported. A few days before, John had gotten a house in the same neighborhood as Beckett and the move would be soon.

Once he finished, he closed the suitcase and prepared to go to sleep, but was left thinking.

<>. She was looking for a way to connect everything, but there was no way.

She tried whit her work as a lawyer, she never helped anyone in the mob, it was because of Beckett, not because of Jerry or the men who got caught. After that with her workers. Her only associates were the Italian and French Mafia, and although the Italian Mafia had some suspicions, David's men were keeping a close eye on her. The last option she had was her family, but it was something unlikely, her father was dead and she was charge of ending all the rivalry that he had created; she never knew her mother, but she did know that she was killed in a shooting motivated by hatred of her father; she had no uncles or brothers involved in the business. And as a fleeting suggestion, she crossed his mind to Beckett, but it was impossible, he didn't know about Mia White, he only knew Margot Evans.

~ Either way, tomorrow this will all have to take a backseat ~ she told herself. ~ The English Mafia must regain its power.

She fell asleep, trying to forget all those thoughts that had been haunting her for the past few days.

The next day, David and John prepared the move, and by noon they were in the new house, just when Mia arrived, Beckett was leaving her house.

~ Miss Evans? ~ Beckett asked, surprised to see.

~ Hello Mr. Beckett ~ she mentioned it. ~ What a surprise, we are neighbors ~ she smiled she.

<< Sure, surprise >> she thought wryly.

~ What a pleasure to have someone like you working in my office, I'm waiting for you today to fix his paperwork and assign you to his office ~ Thomas demanded ready to leave in his car.

<< Try to get information >> she thought and quickly executed a plan.

~ Mr. Beckett! ~ she spoke quickly and the man turned.

~ Tell me ~ he replied.

~ On second thought, I have free time right now, why don't we go together and finish that paperwork?~ Mia proposed. At that moment noticed the presence of Beckett's wife in a window, alert. ~ Sure! only if his wife has no problem.

~ But ... what about whit the move? ~ Thomas commented, looking at Marié, who disappeared at that moment.

David went out to take another stack of boxes.

~ You see, my men are working on it, so there's nothing to worry about ~ He smiled at her again.

Beckett thought for a moment and then nodded.

~ Well, we'll go in my car… ~ Mia interrupted.

~ Oh no, please allow me, we'll go in mine ~ Mia commented more as an order than a warning.

She got into her car, ready to drive, and Beckett had no choice but to climb into the co-pilot seat.

One of the reasons Mia wasn't driving was because of her obsession with her speed. Since she was a teenager she loved to enjoy motorcycles and high speed cars, she would sneak out at night to go to illegal races and this time she would be no exception.

As soon as she start up, she sped up, forgetting that she wasn't alone, she drove through the streets of London at top speed until she reached Beckett's office.

She parked like a pro, and after Beckett got out of the car, she got out after him.

~ Forgive me sir, I let myself be carried away by the velocity ~ he commented, although inside she was dying of laughter.

~ No problem, Miss Evans, I haven't enjoyed London like this in a long time.

They both laughed and headed for the office.

~ And why not? I don't think she doesn't know how to drive a car that well ~ she commented.

~ I know how to do it, but it's something that makes me nostalgic ~ Beckett looked down. ~ My daughter love that did when took her for a walk, her laughter was contagious, she was so small and she loved the risks ~ he lowered her voice.

~ I'm sure she is a very brave woman now ~ she said in a failed attempt to cheer him up.

~ Well, I hope you're right, Miss Evans ~ and with that comment Beckett ended the conversation.

~ We will be partners, call me Margot please ~ she commented sincerely.

Beckett smiled and looked into her eyes, felt a kind of connection with her, as if that look of his had already seen her before.

~ Good ~ she cleared her throat. ~ Follow me, I'll show you her office.

They walked through the corridors to the elevator and went up to the highest floor of the building, entered an immense and spacious office, with a large window that exposed the entire city.

~ I picked the best office for you ~ the man mentioned. ~ You have a flexible schedule, you can come and go as you please, without abusing it, of course ~ he laughed. ~ Take it as a thank you for saving my wife.

~There's no need to thank, Thomas, do you mind me calling you that? ~ Mía exclaimed as she looked directly into her eyes.

~ Not at all, you can call me whatever you see fit ~ Thomas answered, revealing a small smile. ~ Well, if you'll excuse me Margot, I have business to attend to. Have a nice afternoon ~ he exclaimed as he left the room.

~ Sure, equally ~ Mia answered.

She turned around heading towards her desk, taking a bottle of champagne and a glass, she approached the large window of her office.

~ Everything is going according to plan ~ she said quietly with a smile on her face.

<< Elsewhere in England >>

A man was walking down a long and dark corridor until he came to a door at the end of it, opened the door and approached another man who had his back to him, looking through a window and said:

~ Sir, it seems that the plan has failed, Beckett was able to get his wife back and we lost three of our men ~ he reported while looking a the other man, who had his back to him.

~ So he did it huh? ... he was able to shoot down only three of our men? ~ He exclaimed if he turned around.

~ No my lord, apparently he was not alone ~ the other man interrupted.

~ Did he get help from the police? ... Well it doesn't really matter, and tell me, where is our dearest friend? ~ He said while he smoked a cigarette without turning around yet.

~ Well ... that's what my lord wanted to talk about ~ He was silent for a moment. ~ It seems that Mr. Beckett did not get help from the police ... My observer in the area informed me that he was accompanied that day by a woman and two other men ... I don't want to confirm anything yet but ... it seems that this woman could be Mía and her bodyguards .

The other man lowered his hand with the cigarette and turned to face the other man.

~ Did I hear well? ~ He exclaimed with a mocking tone.

~ Yes my lord, but nothing is confirmed yet ... ~ was interrupted again.

~ I see, so Miss Mia is with Beckett now huh ... well it doesn't really matter, actually I think it's better for my plans ... So I can kill two birds with one stone ~ He said mockingly while looking at the ceiling .

At that moment another man burst into the room and walked towards the center of it.

~ Mr P, the transport is ready, we are waiting for you.

~ Sure, I'll be outside shortly, and you, keep me informed about the situation because soon, but very soon, it will come to the end of this show ~ He exclaimed with a big smile on his face followed by a big laugh.