CHAPTER 63
TAT CHARMILLION
TAT LOOKED AT HERSELF IN THE MIRROR and looked unrecognizable, the years had not been kind to her, working on that pharaonic work was killing her, but it was the only way for her to get her passport out of there.
Norman came close to her and hugged her from behind.
— Is everything okay, sweetheart?
Tat hated him to the core of his being, but unfortunately that damned thing was the only one who seemed to care about her.
'Have you thought of my proposal?'
She turned away so as not to show her frustration.
I can't believe I'm going to accept being the mother of this bastard's son, but it's the only way to get good money and my freedom...
— I have my conditions.
— Say.
— I don't ever want him to mention my name to him, I'm just doing it for the money and my freedom, simple as that.
— You think I don't know that you don't feel anything for me?
— I did not say that.
— But he thought.
— You mean the great scientist here also reads minds?
— I read facial expressions, and yours is in total despair, but with everything you've done, I can't give you manumission without a proper price, particularly I like your genetics, you're going to be an amazing child.
— Any kid in the world today is amazing.
— Stop playing the scientist and let's just do what we have to do.
TAT FELT LIKE HE WAS GOING TO PULL UP, with so many wonderful men in that world, got the nastiest one of them all, Norman Brady just made her nauseous all the time, he wasn't evolved like the others, he was just the wrong guy, in the wrong place with the girl certain.
The months passed and the child was born, a girl:
— Want to give her a name?
— She's not my daughter, do as you please, my part of the deal is done.
Norman nodded and handed him an envelope.
— There's an envelope with a new identity, the plastic surgery contract you asked for and a World Bank card with two million, now you need to rest, tomorrow you'll have a new life.
Norman went to visit her at night and she was already gone.
TAT CHOOSE MOSCOW to live there, she had never been very popular, so it would be ideal to start a new life there, her new name was Helena James, the surgery had been a success and she had gotten a job as a journalist.
Her editor came to her and said:
— Helena, it's very rare for a black woman to come to Moscow, you know?
— I like new challenges.
— That's very good to hear, I'd like you to know about the new capital, the city of Salem and the treadmill...
—David Heringer...
— Apparently you already know him.
— Let's just say we've had a few dates.
— Very good, you were a great find for us.
TAT HAD NEVER FORGOTTEN the humiliation she had suffered by David and Norman, she felt like crap, her body and appearance had been restored, but her ego would never return to normal and they would pay for it.
One day I'll make you pay for everything you've done to me...
As predicted, Tat rose in a meteoric way, his reports were a huge success, unlike what he had done in the past, manipulating information, now he was trying to act with the truth so as not to lose that job, but one day, that she he knew, that someday he would come face to face with David Heringer again, that day he would die.