The Assassin Without a Face. Part II. Continuation.

Continuation. Part II. The Assassin Without a Face

... I immediately recognized his voice, my whole body trembled:

«Not again !! Not again !! Please, God ... »The call is cut off. I'm breathing very fast, a lot of things come to mind. "This is not happening".

The phone rings again. (Shock Earring):

"Do not answer ..." The call is cut off again.

I stare at the phone. It starts ringing again. I attend:

-Yes..?

"Love, could you come to Brest with the children?" I already set aside the appointment And I sent a taxi. «It is the voice of Alberth, my husband»

I was relieved to hear it.

"Love ... are you still there?"

"Yes ... Here I am, honey.

-Well, get ready, the taxi will be there in 45 minutes, I love you ♥

"I love you, Baby!" (hang up)

"I could not tell her anything ... I'm sitting up in bed thinking,

"It is very unlikely he has returned." And get my number, or even remind me, if I moved several times, I constantly changed jobs and contact number ... It's Impossible !, "Well Katty, Already! forget this. This will not ruin the day. "

I start to fix the children and I finish getting ready, I look at the time:

"It must be coming!"

The horn of a car sounds outside. Appear. It's a company car, there's a guy waiting. I leave the house with the children. The subject touches when we approach:

"You ... you must be Miss Katherine." >He has a good accent<. Her husband, Alberth, gave me directions.

-If it is okay. >He opens the door for me<. I assure the children and stay in the backseat.

On the way I get a text message, it's Alberth: "Honey, before the restaurant I want you to see what I bought you. Carl, the chauffeur will take you. I am very anxious to see you and the children! I love you ♥ »

I smile. A few kilometers pass. We are moving away from the city. >Will it be a house ...? Of which we spoke this last month

We arrived at the place. It is a huge house, in a desolate street. The driver gets out and opens my door. I go out:

"The man put a handkerchief to my face." I feel very weak. Everything is turned off. Awake tied to a chair, feet and hands. I have tape in my mouth. I'm still a bit dizzy. I feel someone is approaching:

-Oh, my God! The children, the ch...