The Tax Collector (girlxintersex) book 2 SAMPLE

Chapter 3

Chapter 3
Valentino POV

Deja slammed the door so hard that it crackled the hinges and made them weep. I didn't stand there wondering why she left when she didn't get her way, but instead dashed back to my laptop.

I checked the updates every day. And, of course, I check it every minute when I get the opportunity. I showed everyone a photograph of her that I had taken without her knowledge, hoping that anyone would notice her. But nothing. As I sat here refreshing the website, I received nothing.

And I was left to stew in frustration at not finding her and the scenario of a fucking wedding I had gotten myself into.

I exhaled and popped the joints of my fingers.

I sagged forward, putting my gaze closer to the searing screen. My gaze slowly and involuntarily wandered across to the vacant tab. It was a tab that I opened two days earlier and then abandoned. It contained information on the top honeymoon destinations in the globe.

I cautiously moved the mouse over to it. I didn't want to look in locations where Lucia wouldn't be. But I was getting married in a couple of months, and I owe this act to Deja.

"What would I do if I found you?" I asked myself, not sure why the first thing that sprang to me was to dump Deja, but the thought made me grin.
I believe it would be the other way around, because if I discovered Lucia, she would remain at my side whether Deja liked it or not.

I grimaced as I looked at your actual images of these honeymoon destinations. If I wanted the truth, I could find it in the reviews.

"Greece..." It was advertised as the ideal honeymoon destination and was close to the goddess of love, Aphrodite. "What a bunch of nonsense..." I muttered as I entered the location into Google Maps. Just as the website loaded, the phone rang. I exhaled, knowing it was Deja; I knew she couldn't be furious for long.

I pick up the phone and answer the call. "Yes?"

"Hello, is this Valentino Rodriguez?" The male voice gruffly inquired. He gives off the impression of having a whiny wife while dealing with a demanding workday at a construction site. I pushed the phone from my ears to see the caller ID.

I wasn't surprised that it wasn't registered.

"Yes, how do you know me? Where did you acquire this number?"

"The Facebook Group."

Great, another prank caller. "Listen!" I snapped.

"Cool down your horses. We have her in custody. And, considering your position with the largest drug gang between Mexico and America, I decided to offer you a chance to come collect her."
"What?" Since I still didn't have the identity of the person I was speaking with, I was a little stumped. For all I know, this may be a hostage situation. "Who is this?"

"Oh, I thought I had introduced myself." My name is Knight, and like the knight in shining armor, I work in the immigration department. Lucia Diaz is the girl you've been seeking for, correct?" I could hear him scrolling through papers.

"Ye-yeah." I must be dreaming. I know I was. I've had nightmares for the past three days about finding her, and this was one of them.

"She came in today and said she wanted to go back to Mexico. She has no paperwork.
So if you don't come for her within the next hour—" his voice was cut short, and a different voice entered the phone. "You, listen, you fucking Mexican gangbanger, come fetch her out of my fucking office; my fingers are itching like her to toss her in a stupid jail."

"I..."

"The sole immigration office downtown, which closes at the latest. You have one hour." He hangs up the telephone. I cautiously shifted the phone away from my ear. This was obviously a dream. However, the only way to see a dream through is to pursue it.

With a rush of enthusiasm, I sprang up from the stool, grabbed my car keys, and hurried out the door.
I was simply wondering if the dream will become a reality.
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Lucia's POV

I shake my head. My body shakes as a result of not receiving a sniff, or anything else for that matter. I simply want to take the edge off. I want the emotions of melancholy to go away.

I was falling back into reality when I heard they were going to hand me over to the person who didn't want me in the first place.

They have me placed on a long bench in a tight hallway leading to an escape that I am unable to reach. That's how I was. I was gazing at my exit, but I couldn't even reach for it.
They have a security guard standing four arm's length away. Like a predator, she observes me. I grinned as I escorted her over.

"Yes, ma'am."

"You may call me Lucia." I grinned. The weight of the earth was going to crush me, yet I was smiling.

"Can I assist you, Ma'am?" She insisted on formality.

"I was thinking...". I looked down at my arms, which were slightly bled due to excessive scratching. "I want to go home, and I was hoping you could assist me. I only need 5 bucks."

She scowled, "Your pimp, or whatever is on its way." She sneered and walked back to her place, which was just next to the entrance from which I had just emerged 30 minutes before.
It might take days. It seemed like days.

"Please..."I only need a little." I giggled, wiggling in the rough chair. The chairs seemed to be growing harder and harder on my romp.

"Valentino isn't my home."

"Stay still, Ma'am."

Just as the man, I believe his name was Billy, went out of his office, the exit door opened. The smile gradually disappeared from my face as Valentino and I locked eyes.

I need to get away from her.

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