Angelo called her on the phone hundreds of times, going around the house from one side to the other, and she did not answer. Then he called the men he had arranged to protect her, and they told him,
"Sir, she shot out of the house; she is now at the Queen Sofia clinic; she looked very worried."
"I'm on my way," Angelo answered, running to the door.
"Wait, you shouldn't go," Vivian, his very personal secretary, interrupted his travel, "she might find out that you are following her; you better cancel the trip, or we can both go."
Ximena entered the clinic, imagining the worst when she saw her adoptive parents sitting in the waiting room getting ready to leave,
"Hello daughter, they were only scratches, thank God nothing happened to us, and in the truck you gave us, we were wearing seat belts, not like those unfortunate singers," said the father. "The brakes did not respond; I had to crash into a bridge; that car was left to sell for kilos of scrap metal."
He hugged them tightly, thanking God that nothing terrible had happened to them. The police arrived with the report, with some words that he did not understand, some letters that seemed to stand out, and the name ´Jon Núñez´, She remembered that she had also seen that name somewhere else, in one of the emails that detective Das sent him. He opened his cell phone to make sure, and indeed, there he was also named as a witness of the accident in the mine; she had to look for him, looked for him on Google, there were several, She looked for the interrogation policeman and asked him to tell her which one he was; he pointed out a skinny man dressed in gray, and she sent the image to Das to ask him if this was the same one; the detective gave her an affirmative answer.
She did not want to alert anyone, because suddenly everything was connected, a threat was hanging over her, and she remembered her uncle, who threatened her when he took away the leadership of the jewelry company and the mine, that despicable being who raped them, that's why he got married because the marriage was because it was a requirement to take over the business; it was a clause in the father's will, she did it especially to take everything away from her abominable uncle; he had ruined her, not economically, although he spent her parents' money like a madman; he had ruined her psychologically; maybe she should look for him and make him pay for everything he did to her and her sister;
She read the testimony of that John Nuñez carefully, he said he was going to a Brazilian Jiujitsu class, "What was that," she thought, the guy had attached the address and name of the academy, she went out heading to that place, she discovered that it was a kind of karate with judo, she looked for the man in gray and observing this sport caught her attention, the coach was a guy with big muscles, tanned skin and long hair with beach braids, he looked at her and spoke to her,
"Hello miss; I think you would like to train, right?"
"No, I don't think so; this looks a little different; besides, there are almost no women, and the truth is that I was looking for a friend."
"Be calm, look, I propose something: stay today, practice a little, and tomorrow comes with all the energy, bring comfortable clothes, and it will be a courtesy; if you want to continue, I will give you a discount of the half for the first month, so you will be encouraged."
"It's okay; I like to try new things." Ximena set out to train that same day. What her tight pants allowed her and her thoughts were illuminated by the image of Angelo the good, at this point she defined him this way and her ex-husband as the bad, what she didn't imagine was that it was the same man.
She called him, and he answered almost immediately, apologized for not having gone on the ride, told her that possibly later and Angelo, an expert in negotiating, could not settle for ´a later´ that might never come, so he moved his cards by telling her,
"Relax, sometimes bad things happen for a reason, but it gave me time to think, and you know next week is a break, I propose that we better go to Hawaii; I have to go to some business, and we can have a great time, what do you think?"
Ximena held back the urge to say yes, that they should leave now, but she could not leave her sabotage problems, and she was mainly terrified of the idea of being alone with Angelo, she did not feel capable, so she said to him,
"I don't think I can; we hardly know each other enough to spend a week alone in another country; I remember a friend of mine who went to Girardot with a guy, according to a friend's plan, she didn't even give him a sniff; the guy left her, even without paying the hotel bill, and the poor girl had to prostitute herself to survive, she even liked it; that's scary, not that you like prostitution, it's that if I don't do what you want, who knows what will happen to me."
He thought quickly and improved the suggestion,
"calm down, I understand you, that's why I had already proposed to Liz to accompany us with her boyfriend on duty,"
Angelo at the same time wrote to Liz, proposing that she be an accomplice in his plan; she accepted and wrote him a text that said, "Friend, please accept; you deserve a break, you don't know Hawaii, and it's very beautiful; I promise I won't let anything bad happen to you."
"Angelo, all right, let's go," Ximena accepted, "just promise me that we will take it easy, please."
"I don't want you to get a bad impression of me; I just want to make you happy, and where better than in a tropical paradise."
Those days she spent between her parents' house watching her recovery, the university, and the jiujitsu academy, where she was looking for the man in gray.
The expected day arrived, and the surprises began when a helicopter landed on the terrace of the house where she was living and took them to the airport, where they got on a private jet. Angelo looked very good; he had dark glasses and a tailored suit; he was like a dream prince; maybe she would be able to give her body and soul to him; for sure, she would do it; she would look for a way; maybe she would act like a silly, innocent girl who would fall without guilt, or like a vampire, she would throw herself on his neck. On the rip they drank the champagne and danced while Angelo on his laptop did not stop typing, he only spoke to say,
"I promise that as soon as I set foot on that island, I will forget about work."
And so it was: they got off the plane and went into the sea with all their clothes on, singing and dancing; this was the beginning of an unforgettable vacation, marked by the encounters of the loving eyes of Angelo and Ximena, who liked each other more and more, but the fear and the traumas did not let them go to the next stage of their relationship. Anyway, it was the best vacation Ximena had until that moment; that's what she thought on the first day.