TWISTED DESTINATION - TRIMVIRATE
CHAPTER 21
BACK AT THE VATICAN
FEW HOURS LATER
Mr. Morgo was almost certain that he was dead because he thought his son wasn’t stupid enough to break him out of the Vatican and Lucy wasn’t stupid at all to hand the Holy Grail to the Church. Not after they killed her parents. Primate Antonio entered the highly protected confinement where they were holding him, “Hey Erick, it has been what, 20 years? Actually, you were my only chance of getting the crucifix back because you could die looking for that child.”
Morgo admired, answered, “You got lucky. I didn’t even know who she was until your pet tried to kill her.” “No? Then God is really on our side.”
“You know, he laughs best he who laughs last.”
“He laughs not if he's dead, does he?”
“You are mistaken. God is with us.”
“Oh, old friend, you, the girl and your bastard son will die.”
“Only God Knows. And you are not God.”
Primate Antonio wanted to answer when suddenly they heard the siren and the alarms. Everybody was moving around and two Swiss Guards came inside the prison and said, “Primate Antonio, we are under attack. We are here to take you to a secure location.”
“Under attack,” In a million years, he could never have expected to hear those words in the Vatican. “Under attack? What do you mean under attack?”
"We don't know it yet but it is deafening and dangerous.
The primate just left the men do their job and left Mr. Morgo in his cell.
Mr. Sambo had arrived and had put his plan in place to set Mr. Morgo free. Tom entered at the Vatican City through the front door with a huge gun, the kind that makes a lot of noise enough to be heard and felt 100 km away. He started shooting at the Swiss Guards with the following directive: No human being was to be injured.
In 5 minutes he was surrounded by more than a hundred Swiss guards and Special Ops soldiers. He didn’t have to beat all of them. He just had to keep them busy for more 5 minutes. That was the time Mr. Sambo, Erick, and Marcus needed to enter the
Vatican using the secret entrance through the sewers and save Mr. Morgo. They managed to break into the compound and entered the secret archives room. Then, a couple of inside guards tried to stop them but Marcus displayed unmatched strength and courage making them cowardly flee through the windows at Olympic speed. He picked one of them, grabbed his neck and asked him where Mr. Morgo was held. The guard pointed left with his eyes. They headed left until they found the room that worked as a cell.
“Lucy said if I broke into the Vatican I would deserve your respect because you said this place was unbreakable. So, are you impressed? – Mr. Sambo said looking at Mr. Morgo.
“You could have made less noise,” He answered sarcastically,
“Now, are Lucy and my son OK?”
“I think Erick is old enough to speak for himself."
Erick entered the cell, his father froze for a sec but his body rushed to hug his son.
"My god, you are so big."
"What can I say? I love whisky,"
"What does… Anyway, I left that habit long ago"
"Yes, I inherited it."
"I don't want to spoil the moment" Mr. Sambo alerted, "We are trying to leave this place, not move in with our families. Do you want me to come back later?
"Yes, of course", Mr. Morgo said, "I am happy to see you son.” "Not as much as me, dad."
They managed to get out, enter the ship and about to leave, they threw a rope ladder to Tom who was cornered by the Swiss Guards. Marcus jumped from the ship trying to reach Tom before the ship reached the extremities of the island and hovered the waters moving away. He calculated the exact metres to be in order to grab Tom's hand. Any slight mistake in the measurement, even the wind, would leave Tom stranded on the island.
Tom ran towards the ladder and jumped at the limit of the island, almost entering the water. Marcus managed to grab the rope ladder with one hand and Tom at the other hand. Then the rope automatically started scrolling up until they entered the ship. Their destination? The Arctic.