After Tom Paul threw the “body” into the helicopter, Claudio Belles jumped into the cockpit as fast as he could.
Dulcina Calvo stood in the doorway of the cabin, her watery eyes firmly fixed on Esteban Zaragosa, her small hand climbing into his long, cold one, “Esteban Zaragosa, answer me.”
The soft but firm voice held a hidden plea that made Esteban Zaragosa’s heart flutter wildly.
But the man’s gaze, clear and cold and without warmth, turned his small hands away a little and only opened his mouth indifferently, “Go home, don’t wait for me anymore and pretend you don’t know me.”
Don’t wait for him, pretend you don’t know him…
The cabin door slammed shut, isolating Dulcina Calvo.
Dulcina Calvo watched the helicopter fly away overhead, tears crossing the corners of her eyes.
He came, but he left.
…
Sitting in the helicopter, Esteban Zaragosa looked at the hospital rooftop, getting smaller and smaller, and the small figure that had not left it for a long time, as if a large hand had squeezed and shattered his heart.
Claudio Belles, sitting next to her, scoffed: “Whoever told me in the first place that Dulcina Calvo was the Dulcina Calvo of a lifetime has broken with him. A man’s mouth is a deceitful ghost, indeed.”
Tom Paul chatted with them while piloting the helicopter, “Esteban, you didn’t think you were going to die and that’s why you cleared it with that little girl, did you? Are you still the same White Wolf that kills people? ”
Lobo Blanco, code name of Esteban Zaragosa in the organization he founded at the time of World War II.
Esteban Zaragosa remained silent and did not speak.
Claudio Belles growled slightly and added: “I have already said that you and Dulcina Calvo have no future, you are not from the same world, a good DulcinaDulcina like her, born in a harmonious and well-to-do family, for her profession, healing people is her ideal and her duty, but you, a butcher with blood on her hands, she saves people, you kill people. A butcher with blood on her hands, she saves people, you kill people, you are not meant to be on the same side.”
Tom Paul disagrees, “Claudio, you’re being petty, we kill people but we kill terrorists and bad guys, we kill a small number of people to keep the whole world safe and protect the majority, our profession is honorable, okay?”
“Saying that greatness, are you moving yourself?”
Tom Paul laughed uncontrollably, “We are heroes.”
Claudio Belles added: “Yes, the kind of hero who cannot leave a name after death.”
Tom Paul: “…”
Claudio Belles looked at Esteban Zaragosa, noticed that he never spoke, pursed his lips and spoke: “Your stomach problems … need to be properly treated when you return or you’ll really hang.”
“I know.”
Claudio Belles swallowed saliva and couldn’t resist asking, “Honestly, you didn’t break up with Dulcina Calvo because you felt you were in danger, did you?”
Esteban Zaragosa told her, “Didn’t you just say that she and I never agreed? If so, it is better that we both separate as soon as possible”.
Claudio Belles sulked for no reason, “Esteban Zaragosa, so you are such a resigned man.”
Esteban Zaragosa turned his eyes to the night outside the window and said calmly, “I want her to end up marrying a man like me so that she will always remember me. But I’m afraid she’ll end up marrying a man like me.”
A hint of dejection crossed the side of his silent face.
Claudio Belles was a bit puzzled: “Why?”.
Esteban Zaragosa: “If he is like me, why not me?”
Claudio Belles’ gaze wavered.
…
At 10 p. m., Estrella Berrocal’s head was numb and she couldn’t sleep, so she sent a WhatsApp to Dulcina Calvo.
“Have you seen Esteban Zaragosa?”
Soon, Dulcina Calvo returned: “See you later”.
Estrella Berrocal’s eyes lit up: “How did it turn out, did you reconcile?”.
Dulcina Calvo said without emotion, “No, he told me to go home, don’t make me wait for him again, pretend I … I didn’t know him”.
Adán Rouco sat for a while in the living room working on his papers and, when he closed his laptop, he found Estrella Berrocal frowning at her phone.
“I thought you said you were dizzy, why aren’t you resting? Your head will get dizzier if you look at your phone too much.”
Adán Rouco approached her and tried to confiscate her phone outright.
“Wait a little longer, I’m talking to Dulcina, it seems that Dr. Esteban has really left La Ciudad Santa and Dulcina is in a bad mood.”
As soon as the words were out of her mouth, Dulcina Calvo sent another: “Estrella, what did you say the man was doing who could leave the city and the country in a helicopter?
And they all carry guns.
In addition to Esteban Zaragosa and Claudio Belles, there was another blue-eyed, blond-haired, Spanish-speaking foreigner who did not look like a normal person.
Dulcina Calvo, being a normal person, was naturally very curious to know what exactly they were up to and the murder … it was really as simple as stepping on an ant, without any fear in her face and playing with the gun without worrying that the grip would go off, as quietly as if she were playing with a toy gun.
Estrella Berrocal only received one message from Dulcina Calvo –
“So, Dr. Esteban left by helicopter?”
Is Dr. Esteban that rich?
Adán Rouco frowned slightly when he saw Estrella Berrocal’s somewhat surprised look: “What is it?
Estrella Berrocal lifted her small face to look at him and asked curiously, “Although I know Dr. Esteban’s family must be well off, would Dr. Esteban be richer than a bloodsucking capitalist like you?”
“Mrs. Estrella, how do you speak?”
Estrella Berrocal: “… And what exactly does Dr. Esteban do?”
Adán Rouco raised an eyebrow, blinked his glasses at Estrella Berrocal and said, half jokingly, half seriously: “Murder, do you believe it or not?
“… are you serious?”
“So you’d better stay away from him, there’s no guarantee that one day he’ll be in a bad mood. …”
Without waiting for Adam Rouco to finish, Estrella Berrocal said, “If what you say is true, then I’ll have to take Dulcina away from him too, he’s too dangerous.”
“As to your question about whether or not Esteban Zaragosa has money, he has several diamond mines in South Africa and several oil fields in the Middle East. Although I don’t know much about his holdings, there must be plenty elsewhere.”
“…”
So Dr. Esteban is truly a family man.
“What a great Buddha Dulcina has gotten into here.”
Adán Rouco took the phone from her hand and helped her lie down. “Go to sleep, don’t think about it, Dulcina Calvo is an adult, she doesn’t need you to worry about her own feelings, and besides, it wouldn’t make much sense for you to worry about such things, even if you did.”
“I just didn’t think that Dr. Esteban, who usually looks so cocky and brash, was hiding something from me too, Adán Rouco, did you? Like he’s an evil capitalist on the surface and an even more evil capitalist behind the scenes?”
“Star, you’re kidding me.”
He did not hide anything from him, only that he occasionally sold weapons, for example, with Esteban Zaragosa and his type of organization, but they were internationally protected and legal arms dealers.