Crossover
By windrose
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01.1 The Silverside Club
Seven opulent limousines of all-terrain rolled down the wrought iron gate and several other vans followed. A small crowd gathered on the other side...
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01.2 The Silverside Club
A beautiful autumn day, all the guests were sleeping after a very late supper. Behind the fence, the saltwater pools remained fairly drained and...
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01.3 The Silverside Club
Marina paced to leave the beach and he followed. She retorted, “At the Silverside.” “Not far! I live nearby. I’ve been here for seventeen years,”...
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02.1 Rubicon
Borys Jasinski, Polish mathematician living in Switzerland with his wife and two sons, arrived in Buenos Aires from Madrid. As soon as he passed the...
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02.2 Rubicon
Jasinski sat down for breakfast at the restaurant downstairs. A waiter brought him a note in a golden tray. It read that the manager would see him...
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02.3 Rubicon
Forty minutes passed. Franco Ruiz had not reached the hotel. He was about to make his mind to go and make that call when he saw the countess enter...
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02.4 Rubicon
Comtesse Claudine Cartier opened the door to Suite 464 which was left unlocked. She rolled in a white suitcase and a couple of coats in garment bags...
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02.5 Rubicon
Two hours later, Argentineans learnt everything there was to know about the secret operation codenamed ‘Rubicon’. They played the game one step ahead...
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03.1 Photographer
Following day, Jamal loafed around the Silverside Club in a pair of dirty sneakers. He gathered some information out there. A very rich man called...
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03.2 Photographer
Jamal shuffled them and Marina hissed in awe, “Put them away! People can see!” She noticed his large hands with thick long fingers and wrinkled...
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03.3 Photographer
Jamal had one more trick up his sleeve. He bought two bottles of vodka and drove to Avenida Mozart, not too far from his lodge. On Lugones bend, he...
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03.4 Photographer
It was the end of the fasting month and the visitors celebrated Eid according to their Islamic practices – a day for merry-making to mark the break...
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03.5 Photographer
Marina climbed down the stairs under the pergola sharp at four. She wore a pleated figure skimming tennis dress, white shoes and a bag on her...
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03.6 Photographer
Jamal returned to his lodge and poured a vodka orange as he ran out of tomato juice. He felt those itches heavy on his nape. He had not worn a...
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04.1 The Wolf Pack
Nobody knew Tony Yunis – an available CIA operative in the area; the man on demand. Nobody at Embajada de los Unidos knew him. They had telephone...
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04.2 The Wolf Pack
A black Falcon parked on the right side of Avenida Alvear. Avenue Palace Hotel stood opposite. A magnificent building of Spanish colonial...
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04.3 The Wolf Pack
Four in the afternoon, the Volkswagen parked in front of a liquor bar on Ayacucho, a few yards away from the side entry to Avenue Palace Hotel...
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04.4 The Wolf Pack
That night, at the house 1051 on Route 604 in Santa Rosa, there came a telephone call and Castillo was engaged in a hot unfriendly conversation. Tony...
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04.5 The Wolf Pack
The grass was green and the leaves too, greener than green. Tony Yunis was tied to a chair and placed in the morning sun. Blindfold removed. A patch...
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04.6 The Wolf Pack
Three hours later, his boat crawled towards Colonia del Sacramento. The pilot left a while ago when the skyline appeared clearly visible on a bright...
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05.1 Netting
Deciduous trees stood high and green beyond the clay court in a grass covered lawn. Nobody here was dressed for sport other than the two on the court...
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05.2 Netting
Lucero sat in the library at his beautiful villa on Saturday. His bag packed ready beside his desk. His wife and kids at home. He made up his mind...
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05.3 Netting
Nightfall at the Silverside Club, a police squad arrived to check on Marina’s belongings and question the guests. Shadowy movements of the robed...
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05.4 Netting
Eleven-thirty when Roco entered Asado to dine after a hectic day. He saw Jamal seated by a table alone. Roco reached and enquired, “Why did you come...
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05.5 Netting
Morning papers’ headlines read; ‘WIFE OF OIL BARON – KIDNAPPED’. Jamal Carreon drove to Don Bosco and met with Danny Witt. “Have you seen the morning...
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06.1 Ransom
Jamal climbed down from a boat in the marina with a bag on his shoulder, a hat on his grizzle, purple polo shirt and dirty sneakers. He caught a cab...
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06.2 Ransom
A glimmer of hope when police called to say his Ferrari had been located but it’d not be collected immediately from an undisclosed location. It’d be...
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06.3 Ransom
Avenida Melián, in Belgrano, lined with tunnel trees from Olazabal to La Pampa, broad sidewalks and lavish cars. José Lucero stepped to the gate of...
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06.4 Ransom
When they arrived at the address, this extent of the lane was jammed by vehicles to the reach of the intersections and blocked by police cars. Hugo,...
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06.5 Ransom
In Santa Rosa, Marina was tied down in a bed with a raised mattress placed in a little nook of a rustic little room. A parquetry floor under the bed...
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07.1 Mazzikin
“Countess! Countess!” A raspy whisper flowed in through the window above the bed after she heard a noise. Marina rolled her eyes in the bright light...
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07.2 Mazzikin
“Where are you taking me?” asked the meek woman. “To the Silverside,” Madeleine Blanche replied. “STOP THE CAR!” freaked Marina. “Why?” “I don’t want...
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07.3 Mazzikin
She parked on Arenales, traffic moving on the broad street of Carlos Pellegrini from where they turned into the lane. Madeleine hit the bell on a...
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07.4 Mazzikin
Marina woke up to find that woman in bed, thin pair of legs wrapped around a pillow. She left food in the dinette. Marina washed up and sat by the...
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08.1 Rosario
Another use of a bedsheet is to wrap it like a robe. Madeleine wrapped it behind her back and around the chest, pulled the corners over the neck and...
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09.1 Crossroads
On Friday, third May, they left Rosario. Adriana stood there carrying the child on one hip and the two ladies kissed them goodbye. “Once we come out...
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09.2 Crossroads
A day later, they arrived at Salta. That French lady wore high-waist tailored pants in black, a white corporate shirt with a sleeveless jacket blazer...
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09.3 Crossroads
At nine-thirty, they passed Calama and climbed Route 24 heading north. Dry desert on both sides and endless highway in the front and miles behind...
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09.4 Crossroads
Next morning, at breakfast, Madeleine tiredly referred to a map and screamed on top of her voice, “NAZCA LINES! WE ARE GOING THERE! LOOK AT THIS!...
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10.1 Double-Cross
They arrived in Lima, in familiar territory, she tried several numbers and could not reach anyone. When they booked for a double room, they were...
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10.2 Double-Cross
There came a tap on the door and Madeleine cried, “Come in! It’s open!” That short girl entered and closed the door quietly seeing the two lying in...
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11.1 The Wrong Route
When Marina and Guido took off to Cali from Jorge Cháves International Airport, four of them went back to Hotel León in Miraflores. Brigida and Chio...
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11.2 The Wrong Route
The four shifted to Hotel Calidoso on a buzzing street lined with shops. Brigida knew somebody who could help serve an important matter that...
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12.1 Sandstorm
Across the Atlantic, in the upscale area of Souissi in Rabat, in the neighbourhood of the elites, Calima loafed in the lobby of Sofia Palace. In blue...
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12.2 Sandstorm
In a club in Cordon neighbourhood, not far from Centro, Tony Yunis settled beside the counter in the third section and reached for a girl dancing on...
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12.3 Sandstorm
A pair appeared by the church corner. A young bloke with cold hands inside a brown jacket, in blue jeans. The girl with him dressed in a formal style...
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12.4 Sandstorm
Maria sat twirling a mane of hair, in her Mitsubishi Lancer outside Embajador Hotel on Carlos Pellegrini, keeping an eye on a metallic gold Mercedes-...
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13.1 Angel of Mercy
Madeleine grabbed the rails and leaned over the swimming pool in a drizzle, hips forward and torso tilted back. Her eyes sparked when cheeks turn up...
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13.2 Angel of Mercy
Madeleine was a brilliant sportswoman and she graduated from École internationale bilingue in Paris. Fencing was certainly one of her skills though...
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13.3 Angel of Mercy
In 1978, she escorted an Arab who was visiting a naturistic resort in Málaga. Not that he stripped down beyond breeches and a long cabana shirt. He...
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13.4 Angel of Mercy
Morning broke, the bright light turned on. “I do not show off!” teased Marina stuffing a bag full of clothes gathered from shopping. Madeleine yawned...
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14.1 Infidel
Nobody said a word on the way back to CABA other than that Calima in the backseat expressed her thought to go to Colombia after her sister. “If you...
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14.2 Infidel
A highly polished wooden floor and a padded counter, red velvet comfortable chairs in a small lobby at the entrance. Maria entered with her large...
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14.3 Infidel
The Daimler rolled savagely through a flow of traffic, from calle to carrera, in the so-called ‘Red Light District’, bumping its wheels into potholes...
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14.4 Infidel
Nobody was braced for the moment. It took an embarrassing turn at the Parque de los Periodistas – the park of the journalists – near Hotel Saint...
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15.1 Holy Faith
In the morning, she lights the first pipe with marijuana even before eating breakfast. Mary wakes up with five chicas lying in bed and a marica in...
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