"Marcello!!... They know we're here!!" He stepped out of his room calmly and grabbed my hand.
"Shush!...stand behind me all the time and don't panic... I'm prepare for this Michael."
"How did they find us?" I asked, while I walked …show more content…
A underground tunnel!!?" I asked as we hurried to my room and grabbed my small suitcase where I carried important documents and money. Soon, the helicopters landed on the property and Marcello point out.
"These guys are not the CIA, or the FBI...no they are planing to kill us."
"Oh, my god, Marcello!!... What are we going to do!!?"
"I'll get us out of here, trust me and don't panic Michael! You must stay calmed and I do all the dirty work!" We quickly moved to the laundry room and he opened a compartment door on the ground.
"Get in Michael...be careful, the stairs are slippery." I went in carefully and soon Marcello came down as well. He grabbed my suitcase and my hand.
"Grab hold of myself all the time Michael, I don't want you to fall. The floor is pure bumpy rocks, water runs through here and they could be very slippery." He hands were occupied, in one he was carrying my suitcase, on the other a professional Motorola walkie talky, across his torso he carried a sniper gun, another gun on his thigh, a knife and two grenades on his belt. My god, he looked like he was going to war.
So, where would I grabbed myself from this man? He had weapons everywhere. I finally grabbed hold of his belt...from the backside thought. The tunnel lead us to a room, as soon as we entered, he turned on a device.
"What is that?" I