REENCOUNTERS

“Wait, Don Richard, if the drug demon died, that means that wasn't mine, because I saw them together yesterday.”

“I don't know; it must be a coincidence about the name of the kidnapped woman, although look at what happened next:”

Marco was trying in vain to destroy the barrier that imprisoned them, and Yaqui was coming out of the hypnotic trance of the nudists. Luis is unconscious and almost dead. And Angie is looking for her beloved all over the castle, screaming and crying. She only found the contract where, if she agreed to sign it, she could have him. She tore it up the first three times she found it, then just left it lying there, finally curling up, placing her head in her arms, and crying bitterly.

Luis regained consciousness. His head was pounding like a drum at a heavy metal concert. He didn't know if it was a hangover or from the hit; it had to be a combination. He got up and looked around. He found Marco and said:

“We have to find the girls.”