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

The bastard ALMOST KILLED HER that day for no reason, after all, if she cheated on him it's because he's been cheating on her for a long time, mainly for a reason as futile as his career.


          If I hadn't been there, without a doubt I would have killed her, but I'm guilty of her carrying such a burden, after all, if I had killed her everything would have ended there, now she's sterile, I say that because the child's father was a murderer.


          Estefânia invested in me, sponsored my studies and gave me everything she couldn't give her son.


          I started my research and discovered interesting things, such as the case of Gabriel and Jean, who coincidentally was the real father of Estefânia's child.


EVERYTHING WAS RIGHT for that night and the bastard was going to die the same way he'd killed his old partner.


          The plan was right, but Jean was smarter than I thought.


          — It may appear — he said grimly — I know it's there.


          As fast as my movement could have been against him, the damn thing predicted every thrust like a pro and with a single blow had me passing out.


THE VOICES WERE FAR AWAY, but I managed to gradually recover my senses and finally I opened my eyes, I was punched that almost made me faint again, instinctively made me wake up for good, predicting that if I hadn't done that, I would surely die.


          I couldn't die... not there... not then...


          I squinted around me and saw several very successful people doing a kind of cheerleading, and I found myself in the center of a ring. I noticed that Jean Desjardin was looking at me with immense curiosity in his eyes.


          My opponent attacked me again, but this time it was different and the despair of dying without having my revenge gave me the strength to make him fall stunned with two blows and the third killed him instantly.


          Jean came close to me and said:


          — I will make you immortal.


          — Don't be angry, you should love me, just like Estefânia loves me.


          — Did you hear that? — He said to the small crowd around him.


          He turned to me with that smile, but I didn't wait for the call, and it caught him off guard.


          Jean got on her knees and ran her hand over her mouth and saw a trickle of blood coming out and licked the blood off her hand and smiled.


          His attack was quick, I managed to dodge it, but contrary to what they say, the hate didn't blind me, it made me stronger.


          I came out of that fight with three broken ribs, but everyone mistakenly thought I had already lost, I managed to hit Jean's weak point.


          — Do you beat a woman out of the greatest desire to be one? — Why the affair with Gabriel Castàn?


          For the first time he wiped the smile off his face and the hatred was real, but I dodged it at the last moment and invested everything in that blow, which by sheer luck hit the back of his head and passed out.


          Everyone in the audience made the characteristic thumbs-down sign.


          My heart sped up frantically, I didn't know how it was going to be, at that moment came the hatred I felt for my father.


          Someone threw a knife near me and I felt for the first time the power of life and death in my hands that began to tingle with excitement.


          Jean slowly opened her eyes and whispered.


CHAPTER 98