Rafael_Zimichut

A series of murders in Cathedrals across Brazil are carried out without a trace, however, In the last murdered, history professor Carlos Cardeñas leaves a clue, a dagger drawn in his own blood and a numerical sequence.
With the pressure from the media on the case, the chief sees no other solution than to call the most expressive name in the Police today, the unusual detective Sandro Palmeira, who in his own way puts the pieces of the puzzle together and discovers that a sect who gave rise to Nazism wants an object that has been in the possession of the family of Carlos Cardeñas since the era of the Templars.
With the help of Camila and Bernardo Garcia – the best known reporter in the current media who discovers the truth about the continuity of the thousand-year Reich started by Adolf Hitler.
Contrary to popular belief, the Nazis are all around everyone and the most prominent name under the Führer is bloodthirsty.
Everyone tries to find out why neo-Nazis so much want this object protected by the Cardeñas family, but only Carlos' grandson, Henrique Cardeñas (a young man used to a life full of drugs, ballads and a total lack of interest in his family's history) has the key. to unlock the secret. Henrique finds himself overnight fighting the ghosts of the past that insist on haunting his family generation after generation.

A SHADOW BEYOND DARKNESS

HEINRICH HIMMLER was at his Armand Duprè apartment.


           While waiting, Himmler was saying his usual prayer:


beschütz und erhalte noch lange mein Leben


Du hast Deutschland errettet aus tiefster Not,


           Himmler, like Adolf Hitler, listened to Wagner, and always, during his prayers, listened to the composer's music, trying in his heart to discover more and more the secret messages he left behind in his songs.


AFTER TWO HOURS OF WAITING, Armand Duprè finally arrives.


           –– Why the delay? – Said in a more energetic tone and completely without patience.


           –– Heil Hitler... – he gave the Nazi salute as if nothing had happened –– He was working out some things for Sebottendorff.


           Himmler snorted in anger, he hated to hear that name.


           –– Sebottendorff is useless, he thinks he is in charge only because he is the leader, when I send him to come quickly, I think it is good to come quickly, otherwise, it is your head that will roll, you know that, his head will roll at the right time, so, know which side you're going to be on.


           –– Yes, sir – he said in a tone of humility and respect.


           –– Well, we have a new job, probably the easiest of all, but this time, we have to get the information out anyway, we cannot kill without having the information.


           –– I thought you did it.


           –– Rillencourt didn't want to collaborate, so I had to kill him right there, there was no one around, normally, that place is infested with hypocrites who call themselves Christians.


           Armand said nothing about Himmler's comment, he knew Himmler was the most competent person in the world when it came to killing someone, he just let him continue his story without interrupting it.


           –– The good thing about this new job, is that the boy is a complete imbecile, daddy's little pothead, but this time, we have to kidnap him, you are allowed to kill anyone who gets in our way, as long as the boy comes alive in our hands.


           –– We will have to wait for you at your home.


           –– Let's use this as a first resource, I think there will be someone watching him over there – Himmler took some leaves out of the drawer and handed it to Armand – a week ago, I had the boy watched, oddly enough, he is as predictable as an Englishman, does the same things every day, at the same time.


           –– Which makes everything easier.


           –– As if I was happy to do an easy job, I am a hunter and not a nanny Armand, I need challenges, and this boy is an affront to my gift.


           Armand Duprè looked at Henrique's photo and felt immeasurable satisfaction inside him, killing was a personal pleasure he felt, a boy like that, it was even more pleasurable.


CHAPTER 15