76 76. Dante (1/2)
MANY YEARS AGO
Dante screamed his eyes flying open. He was having the same night mare again. The same one that caused him to join the military. The same one that had been a part of him for years. He sat up on his bed pouring himself a glass of water, he gulped down the entire content of the e glass.
His heart was beating rapidly against his chest. He couldn't fathom why he didn't have nightmares when he was on a mission but his nightmares started immediately he came back home. Because his nightmares were chaos and his missions were; likes did repel after all.
It had always been like this for him, the same nightmare every time. A reminder of his dead wife Monica. It was always about her when she was alive and even after her death everything still remained about her.
He started to remember his eyes pricking with unshed tears. His heart beat increased by a thousand beats. His eyes became red from pain and lack of sleep, even his pills couldn't help him sleep most times. He took his pills from the bedside table and swallowed it down with half glass of water.
Gloria would be expecting his call now, he had left a voice mail in her office immediately he came into ocean city. Speaking of which she was supposed to have called him already. Gloria never missed the opportunity to pick him up at the airport and when she did it was because she was making him a little surprise for when he got home.
It was unlike her to not be here or else she was in danger. Gloria was one who stuck to routine and didn't mind it as long as it meant it kept her loved ones close. She loved to see things she could recognize, it made her feel safe.
He pushed the duvet off him and stood up. His instincts were always right as a matter of fact without him following his guts he would have been a dead man. In the military sometimes your instinct becomes all that is left of you during war time. He sat up on the bed, taking his phone he dialed his daughters number.
After calling her twice with the call going straight to voice mail he was sure now that something was wrong. His daughter never ignores his call except in danger.
”Hi this is Gloria I'm unable to reach the phone at this moment.” His daughters voice rang into his ears again and again, over and over. The repeated voice notes sent chills down his spine. ”Gloria I'm coming to get you.” He said into his phone
His heart was beating so fast and he was near having a panic attack but he took hold of his emotions immediately, just like he had been trained to do because the last time he let his emotions get the better of him, he lost his wife. He still remembered it like it was yesterday mostly because he could still feel it all happen.
”No one can dare me and go free. I am the devil. If anyone should cross my path he shall be thrown in hell to burn from the soul within. ” Javier shouted his teeth gritted in anger as he held tightly the gun on the side of his waist. His right hand man Pablo kept quiet and still. He feared his boss especially when he was seething with venom. He was ruthless.