THE WATCHMAN

Pay Day

"What do you mean by, Antonio is not dead? Sergio Angel asked. "You brought his head to Lord Murillo, now you come and tell us Antonio is not dead? Are you trying to play mind games with us?" he asked Julio angrily

"And how did you find us?" Tina Gyang added

"No, I'm not playing games. If you would just give me the chance, I would explain everything to you. Do you remember I told you that Antonio had a message for you?"

"Yes, we do remember that! And what does that have to do with this?" Sergio Angel replied sharply.

"Well, he's not there, because I used a soul snatcher on him. I didn't use a real gun. I couldn't let you guys know about my plans because I did not know who to trust. Lord Murillo is a very dangerous man and I will be a fool to place my eggs in that basket! So I decided to take my destiny into my own hands". Julio said

" And as for finding you, it wasn't really hard, because I wasn't actually searching, I was on my way to Berlin, Germany. That is where the body of Antonio de Castillo is being preserved. I only saw one of the vehicles of the league parked and I decided to do a little investigation and found you guys. You didn't really do a good job trying to hide it did you?" He said with a wry smile on his face.

Sergio and Tina Gyang each other a quick look. They knew he was saying the truth. In that part, they had goofed! The vehicle was clearly exposed for anyone who was searching for them to see and only God knew how many people may have seen them.

I'm going to assume the story of yours is true and so off to Germany we are! Sergio Angel said.

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Antonio de Castillo and Susan Boyle sat in silence for a few minutes ruminating on the next move to make.

For him to return, he would have to sacrifice the woman he loved the most. A decision which he was not ready to make.

" Antonio dear". Susan broke the silence.

Antonio turned and looked into her eyes. "It's been a dream knowing you, and I have enjoyed every bit of it. The highs, the lows, and everything in between. But it seems we have no choice..."

"Don't even think about it!" Antonio stopped her mid-sentence. "I will not let you condone the thought of killing yourself for me. I will not have it!" he said

"My love, there is no need to be all bravado about this. We have no choice, our hands are tied. If you save me, you stay here, and your body with rot on earth, and in the end, there will be one who can save myself or our son Antonio Jr. But if I make the sacrifice, I know that you will take care of our boy". Ahe said with teary eyes

" I can't do it!" Antonio said, "I can't kill you..."

"But you're not the one killing me". Susan replied. "I'm the one laying down my life for what I believe in. Antonio please don't make this harder than it already is!" She said with tears in her eyes.

"After all, I am in love with the Angel de la Muerte, I should expect to meet death sooner or later". She cheekily added with a little smile.

Antonio knew she was telling the truth, her death was the only viable option for them at that moment and he would have to take it.

Antonio took a deep breath and let out a sigh before pulling Susan closer to him in a warm hug. "I'm sorry baby". He whispered into her ears. "And I will always love you, Antonio De Castillo". She whispered back.

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" My Lord I can't let you do that! It is a great risk to your life!" Ricardo Pereira said disagreeing with Lord Murillo's suggestions. "There has to be another way!" he added.

"This is the only way," Lord Murillo said. "I have to do this to make sure that the vision I and my wife had, does not come to dust".

" My Lord, you know the Fates are very unpredictable and selfish. Even if you have had dealings with them before, they cannot be trusted! See how this one turned out Sir" Ricardo said, still trying to dissuade Lord Murillo from his plan.

"Yes I know they cannot be trusted, but what choice do I have? This is my only option If I want to avenge my wife's death and win this battle". Lord Murillo replied

Ricardo Pereira got up and walked towards the door. "I will go to the town to get the things you asked my Lord. I will be back soon" Ricardo said, then he exited the house entered his vehicle, and drove off.

Immediately he was clearly out of sight, Lord Murillo took a shovel and went to the place where his wife was buried and began to dig.

He dug until he got to her body. By this time body of Duchess Murillo had already begun to decay and the foul smell took over the air. This seemed not to bother Lord Murillo as he brought out the body.

He carried the body into the house, moved all the furniture to the side, and laid the body in the middle of the sitting room.

A few hours later, Ricardo Pereira returned with the items Lord Murillo had requested. Among them were. A large standing mirror, olive oil, special chalks, and scented candles, and other voodoo materials.

He could already perceive the stench way out in the car and by the time he got into the house his hands were over his nose, he could hardly breathe yet Lord Murillo sat comfortably beside the decaying and smelly body.

"Did you get everything I asked?" Lord Murillo asked him. "Yes sir I did". he said handing over everything to Lord Murillo.

Lord Murillo took the bag placed it on the floor, and began to remove the items one by one. There we are chalk sticks, Olive oil, different colors of candles and incense, and also a bell.

Lord Murillo drew a large circle around the body of his dead wife. He then drew a star within the circle. He put the candles all around the body after he was done preparing the ritual, he began to recite a mysterious incantation and ring the bell at the same time

Ricardo Pereira was confused, yet he just stood by and watched. After a while of reciting incantations, a strong wind began to blow inside the room. Suddenly the candles lit up on their own and the wind grew stronger yet the strength of the wind didn't put out any of the candles.

At this point, Ricardo Pereira was shaking all over with fear. Suddenly the oil all began to flow along the lines which the chalk was drawn, and towards the body of Duchess Murillo. When the oil touched the surface of her skin, it seemed to dissolve into her skin and disappear.

At this point, the wind had scattered most of the property in the room, and Ricardo was holding on to one of the window rails just to avoid being flung around by the boisterous wind, yet Lord Murillo who stood in the middle of the room was unmoved.

Suddenly duchess Murillo sat up and looked towards the direction of Ricardo Pereira. She quickly crawled in his direction to attack him but she was restricted by an invisible shield around the circle. She could not go outside the boundaries of the circle.

Having realized this, she turned and looked towards her husband. By this time she was on her feet, she walked towards him, staring at him straight in the eyes. He could see that her eyeballs were black all around.

Lord Murillo was standing close to the circle but not inside the circle, so when Duchess Murillo tried to lift a hand to grab him, she couldn't, because she was still within the circle

"Who dares disturb my rest?" She asked, but with a male, loud voice that echoed around the building. "Who dares to tear the veil between the spirit and the physical? You will surely bear the consequences of your actions!" The voice threatened

Lord Murillo realized that the ritual had been hijacked by a different spirit, so he needed to tread carefully or he could lose her forever and his intentions for summoning her spirit would be defeated.

"It is Emiliano Murillo who has done this. I want to speak to my wife, Gloria Murillo! She is the spirit I summoned, not you". he said confidently

"But you know the rules, and you know that you cannot be reunited with her. What do you want with the dead? The spirit being asked.

"What I seek is not to bring her back. I only seek to know the identity of her killer as only she saw the person who shot her. I need to know who that was so that I can deliver justice for her death.

"What you ask for comes at a great price". The voice replied through Duchess Murillo's lips. "And that price you cannot pay!"

" I have no price to pay anymore!" Lord Murillo defiantly responded. "I have already paid the highest price I can possibly offer, and she's standing here dead before me. So give me my request!" he screamed in the face of his dead wife.

Duchess Murillo snarled at him in rage, and then in a split second, the expression on her face changed from anger, into a tender and scared look. Suddenly she seems to recognize her husband.

"Emil?" She called out to him. "Gloria! Is that really you?" He asked with a look of both desperation and hope on his face.

"It is me". She replied while also moving in his direction to hug him, but was suddenly flung back by the shield that formed the border around the circle.

"Why can't I reach you?" She asked him with a worried looking her face as she got back to her feet and began to bang on the invisible shield, trying to find a way out of the circle.

"Emiliano please help me!" She cried out.

"You cannot come out or come back to meet me here..." Lord Murillo replied with tears in his eyes.

"If I can't come to you, can you come and meet me here? I am so scared Emil!" She said. "Soon enough babe, soon we will be together again. Lord Murillo said. But that is not the reason I summoned you back here.

"I need to know the identity of your shooter babe. I know you saw the person who shot you, so please tell me the person who pulled the trigger on you" Lord Murillo asked earnestly.

"Duchess Murillo broke down in tears immediately he asked the question. "I can see his face, but I can't open my lips to say his name!" she cried out. "Something is holding me back from speaking! "

"Then let me see through your eyes baby, let me see the face of this son of a b***h. So I can avenge your death". Lord Murillo said.

"Okay, my love". She said, nodding in agreement

"Bring me the mirror!" Lord Murillo ordered Ricardo Pereira, who was still in the corner of the house trembling to his bones. Ricardo slowly got out of the corner and went to where the mirror was positioned, and then he rolled it towards Lord Murillo. Ricardo made sure not to look at duchess Murillo in the eyes, for fear of what might happen if he did so.

Lord Murillo took hold of the mirror and placed it directly in front of duchess Murillo so she could see her reflection in the mirror. Then he took some of the oil which we used for the ritual and poured it on himself while reciting some incantations.

After a few seconds of reciting the incantations, he stepped into the circle with his dead wife. She was still facing the mirror as he stepped into the circle with her. He then approached her from behind and whispered into her ears... "Show me the face of the man who killed you, Gloria Murillo..."

Suddenly Duchess Murillo's eyes became bright, and a light flashed from her eyes straight into the mirror.

At first, the mirror became blurry, and then little by little, it became clear to reveal clear pictures. The events leading to her death began to project from her eyes onto the mirror.

This even sent more fear into Ricardo Pereira which prompted him to try to escape through the front door, but on reaching the front door he found the door was locked. Though it looked opened, It refused to open. He tried to use the windows the same thing happened. it seemed as if the house was sealed by an external force.

He looked back towards the mirror and could now clearly see Sergio Angel standing on his feet and shaking off the chains around his hands, also he could see Tina Gyang with a pointed object at the neck of Lord Murillo and then the view turned to face the door of the room, and as Duchess Murillo walked out, into her view came a man with a pistol in his hand and a white scarf around his neck.

"This cannot be? The White Angel is back?" Ricardo Pereira exclaimed.