Sold to the Mafioso

eyes were shedding tears of pain, as her mother ran in front of her w

!" And she kept repeating

hat whoever crossed that barrier would be killed. The mobsters from the other side of the neighborhood came to collect a debt from that side. Someone called the attention of the faction to their presence and the crossfire started. And Thiago, Andressa's broth

brother would be fine. He didn't go out during the day. He should be at home in hi

hill. She stopped and stared in shock at her mother holding a body in her arms

omething had to be done. They had to take him to the hospital. She felt her heart beating in her chest. She approached a y

eeling well

to the hospital. We can't leave h

t the young woma

ng more to be done. He is

s go dark, a strange dizziness,

be air conditioning. The place was very clean. She got up and couldn't resist her curiosity and opened the closet. There was nothing inside. But it was quite large. She would like to have one of those in her house. Suddenly she remembered her brother. Could it have been a bad dream? She looked at the bed she had been lying on and saw with great shame that her feet had soiled the white bedspread. She opened the door and found herself in a huge hallway. She had no idea where she was, but she had to find out soon. H

ve me m

er say the same for the other people in that room." H

, Mrs. Gloria was saying in agony. "We have nothin

other away from her an

ouldn't worry about anything else but that right now." Andressa

ught

ched them with a grim face. "Do what Andressa is asking.

e but Francesco, who was known to be a

said firmly and looked at

id calling the two and

e garden was beautiful, planned by architects, and in his garage there were three cars, besides the one they were entering, and a huge motorcycle. Andressa imagined herself in it. With the fresh wind blowing in her face. She could even feel this sensation. Once inside the car, she began to wonder about

rs should be discussed at a more propitious time.

entered t

Commuting by bus and sometimes having to go without dinner because the money was only enough to pay the bills and nothing else. Her family worked too much and at the end of the month they were obliged to put dinner on the table as a minimum necessity. Andressa gave private lessons to some children, but she couldn't charge a lot, because her par

the living room with her gaze still. Andreza thought she was going into a s

Mo

daze and stared at her daughter

go out during the day! Just on the day he leaves.... He never

e when he left." Andressa asked sitting down

He was studying when he left

that now. Where is he? Did s

lessandro

was an honorable man in life and he will leave with honors too. He took someone's death. Someone who is involved wi

be sold were Thiago's computer and his clothes. Because he always made a point of wearing clothes with famous brands, and they were almost intact

up and started to use it. Looking at the contacts, she realized that she didn't know anyone. They were not people from that neighborhood. She took a deep breath and put it in the front of her purse. In the closet

ndressa didn't expect her to say a

with a sniff, she reached the door she wanted. She knocked and waited quietly.

y inside and Laura, who must have been Andressa's age, ab

d the boy ran inside as if nothing had happened. Then Lau

brother was shot and I need to pay for hi

h surprised eyes and went inside the tiny

th the baby in her ar

ing here? You and your mother

i-new clothes. There are also three intact perfumes and a

and we'll talk about it tom

I get will be for Thiago's funeral and it's your fault! So try t

r mother tal

n a state

ath closing his eyes an

home." He said and closed the do

ome with me." He said and started walking further up the narrow road, until he reached the top and reached

ng and playing cards. They were sitting around a table, and there were some stand

ne of them asked walking past Andressa staring at her in irritati

rother's things to pay for th

n paid for. And there will be a wake and everything..." the

her. I don't want to owe you any favors. Those cl

d if you really believe that....

d out his gun and pointed it at her. Andressa stared at him defiantly. She wouldn

nd who stood before her was about to say, when Francesco

dered. "Put t

dressa menacingly, bu

case on the table. The cell phone and perfumes also fell out. France

ncesco asked without looking at her, he seeme

u can pick it up at home. And counti

five hundred dollars. I'll keep the computer for the rest." He said and took out his wallet from h

would have to give and handed it to her. As she was

dressa. We don't

in the armchair. Andressa went to the room they shared and when she saw that she was sleeping, she didn't want to disturb her and very quietly put the money in a coat pocket i

of the sun. She felt guilty. She had to support her mother. That day would be a difficult day in their lives. It was the e

r was not there either, but there was fresh coffee. And

re a crowd had gathered to pay their respec

urprise her mother looked at her with a startled look, before turning to the n

here, mom?" Andres

eady warned your mother. Now that Thiago has died, I don't see how you could pay me the arrea

you have a heart? You wouldn't have missed an extra day, and you didn't have

risse smi

here for other debts. I heard that you sold your brother's t

things and the money is for his burial

om the crowd

to be at a loss!" A bearded man

brother's signature. The bill was for eight hu

money from you for?

ed? That he studied?" The man

every night and during the d

many things you don't kn

ooked at the

rother too?" Andressa said trying to ignore th

unted twenty-three thousand dollars in debts. She could not imagine where she could get that money, unless she herself started w

ow to remove your belongings! And

ed the least compassion. The others sh

son her brother owed, leaving that place and working somewhere far away from there. And w

e felt so discouraged that she thought of letting him be buried as a pauper. But it was only for a moment. She would not allow such an insult to her brother's memory. She would think of a way. Now she would pay Mrs. Clarisse, gather her clothes and those of her mother, and take shelter in her godmother's house. She wo