-Agent,she called me out of my thought bubble
I turned my face towards her, she had a small note in her hands, she extended her arm and handed it to me. The paper was somewhat old, but I knew the calligraphy in it; my mind transported me to that summer day on our little hill in which her lyrics roamed through my notebooks, like her drawings, Alana always managed to amaze me with her talent even though at the end of the day it was just that, spaces of time shared, stolen, from her father, time, and our life.
-Who are you? The question came out of my lips so suddenly, hitting me with the shock of so much information, the emotions in me were so many, I didn't understand anything of what was happening, where did that woman come from?
She fixed her gaze on me, the tears were no longer on her face, now the same woman from the entrance was in front of me, her firm and serious face had covered her face again, she remained in that same position for a few seconds until she advanced to the place where I was, I thought of drawing my weapon immediately but I remembered the shelf in the hall, I was defenseless against a woman who knew much more about me than I imagined, what if it was another one of his faithful pawns? , something did not fit in the whole story of her, at least she would not die in vain
-Calm down Agent, you know my name, you know my home, my profession, my past. Tell me now, why do you feel at a disadvantage? , I am not going to hurt her, I was only doing a favor, a year ago while I was traveling back to Los Angeles, I ran into a girl in a hotel, very pretty I would say, but she was very scared I guess my clothes did not help much At the time, it took a couple of days to understand that the place was surrounded by men guarding that girl and the man in charge seemed to be very powerful, I couldn't see him. I stayed in that place for a couple of days, I saw that girl every night when she went up to the eighth floor to see my brothers. The woman paused, withdrawing her steps from her, returning to the retractions.
-I'm really sorry agent. She said, suddenly my mind began to fit each part of the puzzle, if her brothers were in the same hotel, and she was there, that meant they shared some business nexus or maybe they were just hazards of life, in any circumstance she had seen her
-why? ,why just right now? Is this just for the damn case, I said as I crumpled the paper in my hands, I was angry, everyone moved the pieces of her at her convenience leaving Alana with the worst part
-I looked for you agent, actually I did, but you are very difficult to contact, then I found Gil, he told me how he could contact you. she replied, concentrating her vision on the younger boy's retreat.
-My brother met that girl, apparently it was a matter of merchandise, there was no deal that night. That day in the hotel there was a confrontation, the girl ran to my room fleeing from those men, they looked for her like crazy, despite offer my help, she only repeated that only you could get her out of there, I did not understand that until I saw her arms and legs, she had chains on each of her legs, not the type of prisoners, these seemed to be a kind of GPS, at the same Time works as a taser. She gave me this note, made me promise that I would look for you and give it to you, minutes later those men knocked on the door, she asked me to hide, so I did, I went out to the balcony jumping to the next tower, alone I listened to their blows, one of them shouting that "Debian leave or your father will be in charge of assassinating them all"
I couldn't listen anymore, I knew the hell I lived in, but every detail fired my blood, I kept doing nothing, standing there, stuck in small cases, with no news of her whereabouts, I even knew if she lived or not
-Did she say anything else? , I asked again, my hands were already calmer, the tears did not come out of my eyes, this time I managed to stay calm, I worked on it the last years where each clue led me to a new corpse, a new case, another girl with a similar story still couldn't connect them
-Yes, she said she loved you, she talked about you, about California, about her mother, about the death of her grandmother, she seemed to be worried about all this, she mentioned something about a road on the road to the valley of the dead, she said that you Would you understand, and I give myself this note, I know that a year has passed and perhaps it may not be so useful, it is all I know, I am sorry for the situation in which I am putting you
-I will listen to her, I will take her case, did her brothers maintain some kind of relationship with that man?
-Yes, I was their personal distributor, I learned from my younger brother that his latest deals were about the kidnapping of women brought from different parts of Latin America to be marketed in New York, I have reviewed their finances, she said with a sigh, I was disappointed in them, without However, they were still the reason for being in that office sharing our stories.
-I never agreed, you know, she released, walking back to her desk, took a seat and told me to do the same.
Take the folders from a few minutes ago and check the dates, they were all recent, the last business with Miguel registered from the beginning of March, they had only a few months to coincide with the date of the death of her brothers
-Is your girlfriend? She asked, i had to admit not being ready for that question, at that moment i did not know the position in which we were, two years had passed since our last meeting and with everything and that for me she was
-Yes, I answered sure of my words, taking the folders in my hands and placing the small note in my jacket pocket
-Well, she is very lucky, you are looking for her, have you been at it for a long time? asked the woman. Frankly, I did not remember when all this started, I could say only two years but that would only be the time looking for her within the FBI, I had exactly 5 years of thinking about her, missing her, of finding the way to the valley in which we were right now
-5 years, I have been looking for hers for 5 years, I saw him the first 2 years, small encounters, I did not know much about her father, or her businesses, her mother helped me to enter, when I had no more leads or calls or even notes in mirrors I decided to join the police, then go to the FBI, I do this every day in the hope that tomorrow will be the day I receive a call from you or from a stranger saying they know how to meet you. You are the closest, I have not had if not false leads all this time, Alana did not want to involve me in this fucking shit, later I understood how dangerous her father could be
-I'm not going to lie to you, everything has managed to connect with time, I'm going to die in this, I know that. her words took me by surprise she seemed to be surrendered to the eminent war in front of her eyes
I'm going to give you the opportunity to get closer, there are some men close to that subject, they also work for me, as you will see I am the owner of this winery or dispensary whatever you want to call it, but I also move in their worlds, I want agent justice, justice for the blood of my blood brothers, for whom I consider my brothers, and for all the innocents in the midst of this conflict. I will murder him, she exclaimed with such determination
- who?
-Her father, he is the owner of my father's area, he is the one who adjusts accounts with my little ones, he seems to be Hector's successor. When that name came out of her mouth, my legs trembled, I couldn't believe it, Hector, your brother? ?
-Could you tell me if you know the last name of that man?
-Of course, Hansen, I knew that Miguel took his wife's last name, and her brother-in-law was the one who connected him with this world, after a while they were very powerful, and that damn was part of the FBI, so everything was easier
-I don't understand, Héctor and Mrs. Hansen worked for the FBI, how come she didn't know? I asked waiting for an answer from that woman, every word from her mouth felt like a knife opening a deeper wound or widening the one of years ago when Mrs. Hansen told me the story of her life and her brother
-Actually, they are not brothers, you know, not blood is what I know, I dated that bastard a couple of times, he used to refer to his sister so disparagingly, he believed that I was in this world, so I do not hesitate to open his big mouth to talk about more, I did not meet Miguel until that day in the hotel, when I heard his name from the lips of his adopted daughter, and I could recognize the man of whom Héctor spoke so much
-Adopted daughter? Alana is the daughter of Mr. Miguel, she is her only daughter, her mother, as far as I understand, died in an accident and Mrs. Hansen took care of her from a very young age, she is the closest thing to a mother for Alana. refute her words, the story on her lips did not match anything Alana told me
The woman just smiled, she knew much more about all of it, and I would have that information at any cost, including myself in her world, despite knowing like her the few possibilities of surviving in it.