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

SANDRO AND PAOLO ran up the stairs when they heard the hollow sound coming from the second floor, and when they arrived they saw the pastor lying on the floor.


— Jonathan — said Sandro — Jonathan — continued saying and shaking the man.


          Gradually Jonathan regained consciousness and whispered:


          — My... son... disappeared...


          Paolo went into the bedroom and gave the detective a negative sign.


          Shit... here we go after another stubborn one, are all of Spanish descent stubborn like the Rillencourt's?


         — Calm down — Sandro said to the man in his arms — we're going to find your son, I need you to stay here, we're going to find him.


          Sandro and Paolo left, but they had no idea where the boy could be.


          As he always did, he closed his eyes and thought for a moment.


          — Mr. Palmeira — he said scared — ¿Estás bien?


          — Sure, I just need a minute to think of something.


          Sandro closed his eyes again and concentrated.


           What Poirot and Ms. Murple would?


          Suddenly, like a flash in his mind, he knew exactly where to go.


          — What are you doing? — Said Paolo — it was easier for each one to go to one side of that street.


          — If you want to do it, do it, but it's easier to go downtown, a young man does better where the flow of people is intense.


           — Maybe that's what he wants us to think.


          — Did you think of different plans when you were sixteen years old?


          — No, I thought of something and the best and easiest way to do it. 


          — So you weren't the only lazy teenager on earth.


CHAPTER 85