True Identity

“That’s it! It’s him, it’s Emiliano!” I groaned, turning away from the screen. “That scumbag!”

“Emiliano?” Freda sounded and I looked at her. “But his name is Mariano,” Freda added and shrugged her shoulders at my confused stare.

“His name is Mariano? “ I asked and she nodded.

“At least that was what he told me,” Freda stated.

I brought out my phone. I opened my camera to film the video. “Play it again,” I told Maximo. He replayed the video while I recorded it. “Thank you, Aldo,” I appreciated Aldo. He smiled. “Let’s go,” I told Freda and Maximo. We returned to the car.

“What will happen now?” Maximo asked.

“We will take her back home. Any silly move, I will get flowers for her funeral,” I told Maximo while intently intimidating Freda. Her heartbeat began heaving up and down again.

“I will do anything you say,” she reassured.

“Any smart move, don’t forget I’m still a reincarnated soul,” I added and she gasped. Maximo moved off.