June 1976

POV Luke

We heard Roger was in a car accident a few days ago. His Range Cover fell into a ditch, but, he had only scrapes, to our luck, because Michael, our boss and I are crafting a new plan to ask Roger for money, or kidnap him. I finish my college later this year. I continue my work in the veterinary clinic but, selling drugs, I have a lot more profit and if you guys think that I also forgot Isabella are mistaken. Isabella and Roger are no longer together, but I will regain it. She'll still be mine again.

- We have to come up with a new plan. "The five thousand pounds that were divided between us is quickly gone," said Michael. "We have to think of a new plan, to get money from our son, or maybe kidnap him. It would be a great idea.

"That would be a great idea, Michael," said the dealer, our boss. "Let's think of something to make a lot more money, depending on your son, Roger.

We gave a stunned laugh, already celebrating the plan that was still being prepared.

POV Isabella

Since my grandparents were kidnapped, I had not taken a weekend to talk to them. In the first week of June, they explained in detail how the man was, the numbers they called, threatening my grandparents. With every information, I knew that this man did not act alone, he was following somebody's orders here from London and I will find out.

For a moment I thought of Luke. My friend said he is not using drugs or selling, but is he? I'm going to find out all this ...

Freddie, Brian, Roger and John are not on tour at the moment and are recording more songs for the next album.

On the second week of June, I talked to everyone, to organize a very cool June party, Brazilian style and they accepted. I made a formal invitation to Roger, even, we were not talking to each other.

On the twenty-fourth of June, the day of Saint John the Baptist, there was the June party organized in my apartment. Freddie, Bri, John, and Roger got lots of drinks, just like Les and Tim and the girls brought food. Roger was in my apartment, but we were as if we were two strangers. I suffer quietly, day and night with all this, but, there is nothing else that can be changed.

- Congratulations, Isabella. The junin feast is very tasty, "Roger said, looking at me.

"Thank you," she said simply as she stepped away from him.

He came to talk to me, just because he saw me wearing a party dress, short and made up? I caught Roger looking at my butt and my legs. Bastard

During the June party he acted this way with me.

"Rog will not stop looking at you, dear Bella," Freddie said, smiling at the champagne.

"Let him look, dear Freddie. Roger and I are nothing, "she said firmly.

The party was great.

Over the next few days, I picked up all the phone numbers that were saved on my phone, which they called me, just the bum who had called me to tell them they were with my grandparents. The police investigated and said that the number you called for me is part of a large gang of drug users in London. I was amazed.

"Someone may have passed on some information from you and your grandparents and from Roger," the deputy said. "Someone who might be involved in the drug trade."

"There's a person I know, a friend of mine, that he's been involved with drugs before. - I said. "If you want I can follow him and see if he's involved in any of that frame."

- Do this, Isabella and any information let us know. "We'll work on it together to find out what happened."

"Yes, sir," he said to him.

I was accompanied by my friend Sue, a law student, who finishes her studies this year.

"Be very careful, Isabella, I do not think it's a good idea for you to follow in Luke's footsteps. Said Sue.

"I'm pretty sure he followed my steps and he's behind all this, about Roger," he said thoughtfully. "He never liked Roger.

"Be careful, Isabella," Sue said.

A few more days passed and we entered the month of July.

July 1976.

July 1, 1976. We are already on vacation from work, from the Masters, from my Spanish course, from swimming lessons and belly dancing. Now I will dedicate a little more of my book, which I am writing. I stop my car, right in front of the apartment where Luke lives. It's seven in the morning. I want to follow him and see what Luke is up to in the college and veterinary clinic. Soon Luke leaves his apartment and I start to follow his car, without him noticing. Twenty-five minutes later, Luke stops his car, in front of a big drug sale. Heaven. So he's involved with the same traffic. Suddenly I see talking to Luke, a tall, very strong man and Michael? Roger's father? But, what he does here. I need to get out of here fast, before they know it. I need to warn everyone and the damn Roger that his father is involved in the traffic. Surely it was they who put everything together to harm Roger and I in the courtship, as to the question of the photos and also of the money, to the rescue of my grandparents, who were kidnapped. The thug who kidnapped my grandparents in Brighton may be connected to this group. When I decide to leave with the car, some men surround me.

"What the hell is this kitty doing here?" Said a strange man.

At that moment I see Luke approaching with Michael. They ask me to get out of my vehicle. I'm scared.

"So you were following me, babe?" Why Isabella? Luke asked.

- Because I'm putting the puzzle together. Michael and you have come together to destroy my courtship with Roger and to keep the five thousand pounds. Who of you called me, or asked someone to call, saying that my grandparents were kidnapped? I asked irritably.

"You're very clever, Bella, you're right," Michael said, grinning malevolently. - Arrest her.

Some men gag me and lead me into a large shed. Then the traffic boss said to Michael and Luke,

- Look. With Isabella, we can ask for a large sum of money, from ransom to Roger. The smuggler smiled.

I was gagged, my feet pinned, hands tied, but, he murmured, wanting to beg them not to talk to Roger. Roger hates me now and he will not pay my ransom. I'll be a dead person.

One of the dealers takes the gag out of my mouth and asks me to say Roger's phone number. I say and they call Roger. After a few words, they pass the phone to me and I tell Roger that it's true, that I've been kidnapped and that they want money. And at the same time I tell him not to pay the ransom, to let me die, after all he hates me. So a drug user punches me in the face and I faint.

POV Roger

First of July. I drink coffee that Matilda had prepared, already about to leave for the record company. Today is the first day that the band will record the new album. The phone rings and Miriam answers and then passes it to me and says that an unidentified man would like to talk to me. I pick up the phone, the man is Luke, Isabella's friend. He passes the phone to another man, saying that he is a drug dealer and that they are with Isabella, as a hostage and want their ransom.

"For God's sake, do not do anything to her," I pleaded.

"We will not do anything if you cooperate and give us the money we ask," the man said, smiling.

"I'll give you the amount of money you want, but please, let me talk to her."

Then the man hands the phone to Bella.

"Roger, I was really kidnapped, they're going to kill me," Isabella's panicked voice said.

"You will not die Isabella, I'll pay for your ransom," he said in a frightened tone. "I'll pay for everything I need."

"You do not have to pay any ransom for me, Roger. Let me die, you hate me in the end and do not want to save me, "Isabella said.

At that moment, I hear a male voice and then I do not hear Isabella anymore.

- Isabella? Answer me. Isabella? ISABELLA! - I screamed

To be continued.