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

— MOM, CAN YOU COME get me? – Asaph said over the phone.


          — I'm at the police station, they arrested me, but I can get out if they post bail.


           — Of course, son... stay calm, I'm coming to get you, I'll talk to your father...


          — NO, Mom, anything but that...


           — It's okay, son, we'll meet in a little while...


          Asaph felt his mother hang up the phone and looked back to where the policeman was waiting to take him back to the cell.


          — Is Mommy coming to get you, doll? – He said sarcastically.


          — Don't you think you've been giving her too much trouble? — And enough money for the state with bails? It's already the fourth time this month that you've been ready, the moment will come when you won't have mommy anymore.


          — I will always have my mother to help me, God is...


          — "God"? He has no part in the things he does boy, see if he wakes up, because one of these hours the devil will hug you, but for now, I'll leave him in the company of my friends here.


          The policeman pushed him into the cell where there were four other men who smiled as they saw him sit shyly in the corner.


          — I brought you a little present - said the policeman smiling - enjoy it while his mom doesn't arrive.


          — You mean Mom's coming? – Said one of the men.


          Asaph remained silent and sat in the corner of the cell hugging his bent legs.


          — How about having a little fun? — Said another boy in the cell, going towards him, opening the fly of his jeans.


          No, please don't do this, I can't release you, not here...


          The man pulled him by the hair looking straight into his eyes, but his pupils dilated and the man saw something so dangerous that not even in his worst nightmare could face it, Asaph's eyes conveyed a terror never imagined by a human being.


          Asaph twisted the man's hand and lifted him up, holding him by the neck as if he were a doll. The other boy tried to help his friend, but Asaph dodged it and kicked his leg up and down, breaking it at the knee. He saw the boy's compound fracture and smiled.


          The man who was held high by his immense strength was suffocating, Asaph looked at him and while smiling, he grabbed his cock and turned it like a doorknob, the man screamed desperately like a cat in heat.


          Asaph heard the only thing that soothed him at times like this.


          — In the name of Jesus, Asaph, let go of the man.


          Asaph came out of his trance and let the boy fall to the ground. His expression looked scared. His mother entered the cell and hugged him.


          — It's okay, honey, they won't touch you again.


          The four incarcerated were completely scared and desperate by what they had seen.


          — I know, honey, it's going to be okay, let's go home now.


CHAPTER 68