COLD EYE (I LOVE YOU MELT THEM SLOWLY)

PLEASE HELP

AIRPORT ROAD

BOGOTA COLUMBIA

4:40 AM

"I can feel the baby excitement to meet your grandparents" Doris told her husband smiling brightly. They had just been picked up in a black Lexus Rx by one of her in-laws driver from the airport.

"You are more excited than the baby darling, you must be so eager to meet my parents aren't you?" He asked smiling back at her as he place a warm kiss on her baby bump, her right hand and then her forehead. Her smile brightened as she giggled playfully like a little child.

"Castor, you know how much I want to give birth to our child here in Bogota, your birthplace huh ? So now we are here am very happy that I will finally be able to give birth here" she replied and he laughed.

"Dad wants all the members of the family gathered for some meeting, it been fifteen years since I last saw him and been very long since he called to see all of us and it make me wonder why. He personally sent us abroad and told us not to come back until he instructed us to" he explained.

"But why did he send you both abroad in the first place ?" She asked him "I will tell you about that later" he replied her, Doris was a sweet girl and had no idea what he really was or what his family business was like, she also had no idea he was obviously called back to take over his family's business as his father was currently suffering from some disease. And this was not the right time to tell her the truth.

As they drive on Castor could notice that they were been tailed by a motorbike ever since they left the airport this made him very suspicious but kept his cool because he doesn't want to make his wife alarmed.

"Do you notice we are been followed by that motorbike ?" He asked his driver in Spanish if he noticed that they were been tailed. "No sir" he looked through the review mirror to confirm and he saw the motor bike heading fearless towards them confirming that his boss was right. "Lose it now !" Castor said as he tried to control his anger and rage engrossed in his voice. Immediately the driver increase his speed.

The motorcycle was still in chase, Although they were on high speed, Doris had began to feel the tension building up in the car as Castor keep giving instructions to the driver in Spanish, she could not understand what they were saying but she even for sure that there was something going on. "Babe, is everything okay?" She asked in a low and calm voice tapping him on the shoulders to draw his attention away from the back. "Everything is good baby, just relax okay ?" He assured her, his words were assuring while his facial wasn't. Until few minutes later the motorcycle drove pass them and shot there front tyre. "Oh my god!" Doris scream in terror as she hug Castor immediately. "Calm down we be fine, just give me few minutes and close your eyes" he responded his voice hostel, he opened the safe in the car to bring out his gun but before he could the car was hit by a bus, make the car land upside down.

Asra watching the accident from afar came down from the motorcycle and walk towards the accident scene to confirm if they were really dead. When she got there she could see that the driver was still alive so she shot him on the head. Castor who was barely breathing manage to pick up his gun and aim it at her but she shot him too before he could and turned away to leave but stopped in her tracks when she hear someone sobbing and moaning in pain, she walked back slowly to see who it was only to discover that there was a pregnant lady in the car with them. "Help me please" Doris begged for her life. Asra was terrified as she watched her begged for life, she had no idea there was some else in the car and did know what to do with a dying pregnant lady so in fear she ran away to the motorcycle and picked up her phone and dial 911.

"Hello an accident has happened in airport road, and a pregnant woman is dying, she doesn't have much time please help !" She reported and ended the call tear rolled down her eye as drove away as fast as she can. She never wants any of these all she wanted was the revenge for her parents, she didn't want to get an innocent lady and an unborn child involved.

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DON PREDO'S MASSION

BOGOTA COLUMBIA

6:00 AM

Asra arrived at Don Pedro's mansion and immediately stormed his office, Linda was standing next to him and the where both busy watching some pictures from the laptop and didn't noticed that she was In. "You never told me about her " she said tears still rolling down her eye. "About who asar ?" he asked his voice hard and loud. "There was a pregnant lady in that car we ran over, she was there with them. I had no idea she was there now she is going to died because of me" she responded more tear rolling down her cheeks while they both stared at her disappointed at her humanly and kind attitude which Don Pedro regards as pathetic. "So you reported your crime to the police? You could not kill her at once ! You let her live because she was pregnant?" He spoke angrily and she kept mute immediately. "You did a good job but couldn't complete your task, if it hadn't been for Linda that lady who had lived and who report you to the police because she saw your f*****g face ! How could you be so careless ! Huh?" He yelled at her hitting his fist hard on the glass table in front of him making most of the things on the table fall.

"But she was not part of the plan and she was pregnant" she managed to speak out and he laughed, his laughter roar loudly in the room. "Your mom had to leave you immediately she gave birth because they were after her life, they didn't have any mercy when they killed her, nobody cared about her new Bron child before they shot her. If a pregnant woman happened to be there at that particular time kill her because it is probably her fate to die. It not your fault she was there at that time it just destiny okay?" He asked moving close to her. "Okay" she responded "good girl" he complemented her and draw her shaking body into a hug. "Shhh!" He said stroking her hair as she wept softly in his embrace.