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

ASAPH WAS LOOKING AT THE SEA and noticed that someone had sat next to him.


          — It's not like you to stare at the sea — Aisha said.


          — I'm learning to create new habits.


          — Shouldn't you hate me? — After all, I put you in a wheelchair; you are one of the few people who can say they survived an encounter with me.


          — For a long time I didn't thank God for the good things that happened to me, who knows if I change tactics things will get better from now on.


          — So what are you going to do from here on out? 


          — I don't know yet, almost half of all the Secret Services in the world are after me now, I'm going to take a break somewhere, enjoy life a little.


          — But do you still believe in all that sunshine and all? 


          — I believe, but I'll keep this to myself, who knows if I have a son he will continue in the Society of the Black Sun.


          Asaph nodded and continued to stare at the horizon, but she hadn't even realized that she had someone else along with her.


          — Come on, Aisha — said Sandro Palmeira.


          — Sure, bye bro, see you around.


SANDRO AND AISHA WERE alone in the car.


          — Want me to take you where? 


          — If you need anything, you know where to find me.


          — Just tell me one thing, why did you release me? — I made so many mistakes in my life.


          — Your life in itself was already a prison, I would like you to enjoy a little of the real life that was waiting for you away from this psychological slavery that hate has imprisoned you.


          — Because I think all this is still not enough? 


          — Because it's not, everyone has a story, a beginning, middle and end, sometimes we know what's going to happen, sometimes we don't, simple as that.


          — Something tells me you always know what's going to happen.


          — Sometimes yes sometimes no.


          Soon after, he stopped the car and she got out, patted the hood of the car twice and continued on her way.


AISHA TAKEN HER DIARY out of her bag, doused it with alcohol and burned it.


          She watched the leaves burn and felt relief, in a very simple way she discovered why Christianity baptized people and claimed they had a new life from that moment on.


          The weight of a past is too heavy for us to lift our heads and see the future...


          Suddenly, a car stops and a tourist takes off his sunglasses and asks.


          — Please, do you know which way Portugal is?


          — If you want, I can take you there.


          He looked her up and down and smiled.


CHAPTER 110