[ CHAPTER 41 ] - ( THE PRIEST OF SANTA MARIA ) - { PT. 4 }


 { PT.  4 } - THE PRIEST OF SANTA MARIA                                     

And just to show you how serious I am... No! resounded down the phone, followed by a gunshot. The line went dead. Shock gripped each of them. Frya fell from her chair. Her body hit the ground where she remained trembling and howling with terror. Kurush rushed to side, lay down beside her and cradled her in his arms. We don't know that anyone was killed. Frya. Please. He kissed her head and whispered comforting words into her ear. Angelica remained stunned and motionless. She looked down at the hysterical Frya, stood up, left the room, and entered the study. She collapsed onto a sofa in the corner of the room and allowed the tears to flow. How could you being us together and then take him away from me? she said aloud. As she continued her inconsolable tears, she noticed a telephone on the desk opposite. - SAMMEL AND CEDRICUNTIED - Johan's lifeless body and laid him down on a large sheet of black plastic covering the ground. Christiano watched them through swollen eyes. He was exhausted and weak. He muttered dripping with blood. Do you think she loved you enough to give herself up? asked Don Primo, sitting on a chair just inches away from him. I hope not, he muttered through motionless lips. You know I had to take Alessandro to the hospital and leave him, like some nameless hobo. If he dies... well, you're going to die whatever happens.                                                                            ________________________________________________________   

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