- Let me go!

- Let me go! help...

a woman screamed tirelessly.

- Help, somebody help me...

When he realized he was already feeling his body heavy, his eyes closing as if he were going to fall and so everything went dark.

Six men in black, put her to sleep at the door of the airport in Istanbul, using a cloth in her mouth and carried her on the run in a black car without a license plate, Raquel explained to the airport guards.

That's when a man with a beard arrived, asking rudimentally what had happened, Raquel was a doctor at the hospital where Carla worked, he immediately entered the middle and told the whole story.

The bearded man, about 65 years old, made a sign and several men appeared who took Raquel by the arm and took her outside and ordered her to be quiet.

Raquel was taken to a large place, it looked like a palace so big. They put her in a locked room.

- Get me out of here...

- help help!

- Someone help me, I need to help my friend.

after about thirty minutes of screaming, where Raquel had no voice to scream, she sat on the floor and thought; She was and super worried about her friend Carla, the head nurse at the same emergency room where they had worked together for over eight years, friends, partners and inseparable sisters.

- My God. where are you Carla? Have faith that I will find you, whatever the cost; And kneeling, she prayed aloud.

- Lord, don't let anything bad happen to that girl, give her strength and wisdom, as you always did so that she endures and goes through this ordeal, open her eyes and her ears to know where to turn. Put the power in your hands to save and heal, and that your kind heart may bring me to her; amen.

- You should say a prayer for yourself and not for your friend; Came a serious and loud voice behind Raquel, causing her to get scared and jump up.

Pale, Raquel replied:

- My prayers I determine who should go and not you. After all, where am I and who are you? And why did you bring me here?

He replied in a deep and strong voice:

-Until I check, if the woman didn't disappear because of you or if you didn't help those men in the kidnapping, you'll be stuck here.

- Who do you think you are to lock me up here as your prisoner? said Raquel.

- I'm Omer Raliff, that woman's father. I just don't know who you think you are?

- First: I am Dr. Raquel Ranger, a friend and work partner and an older sister of that woman.

Second: that woman has the name Nefes Carla Ranger, after I adopted her eight years ago.

third: you are not her father, you just made her... She lived in a slum with her sick mother and mean grandmother for years, where her mother died of cancer and her grandmother sold her to the area drug dealer, where I I met her the day I was taken hostage to take care of a shot and I took her out of there; After that I had her study and we changed her last name where I gave mine to guarantee that she had some basic rights, that is, you were never a father, and that's all we are here because when we found out under you i insisted with her. And we found out a lot about you two months ago, after reading her grandmother's letters, which the drug dealer killed in front of her, these letters the grandmother handed over to the drug dealer so that he could laugh a lot watching Carla read. a psychological torture. I only agreed to this visit to, because as this dealer intensified the search for Carla, I thought it would be the only way to save my friend for now. Or do you not know what he wants to do with her? doesn't know what he wants from her by force? then I come here and this happens...

Omer very embarrassed, because in his country, women did not speak that way with men, nor did they look in their eyes challenging, as this woman did, he said:

- I'm going to find my daughter, I've lost twenty-five years of her life, I won't allow anyone to take me away. Until then, you'll be a guest here in this room. as we have enemies on all sides. being a king, I know of all our problems.

- Wait a second!

- Did you say regent of the country? a king. So, Carla...

He interrupted the sentence and said:

- Yes, Nefes is a princess, I had her before I got married and took over the kingdom, I loved her mother like crazy and we ran away to get married, but they caught me and if I didn't come back and marry my late wife and became the regent of the country, they would kill the mother of nefes Narin.

I looked for years and after years for Narin, but I did not find her anywhere in Istanbul or Turkey, until at the beginning of the year I saw a magazine from Brazil, inside the plane where I was, it spoke of an emergency room considered the best in Latin America for the fifth consecutive year and it was in the city of minas Gerais, in its capital, in Brazil. It was after this three-page report and several photos, that this photo here caught my attention, you, this boy and Nefes. I was going crazy, she was just like Narin, she looked like a copy of her, so I had them investigated and found out that she was my daughter.

- Ok...but how are you sure she's your daughter?

He calmly replied:

- I did her DNA, I took advantage of the day of her routine blood test at work, and there an employee took the sample and we did the first DNA, then on the day she made the blood donation, a sample of her hair was taken , there were two DNA made in different places, one in Brazil and one here and everything positive.

From there, I follow her life, that is, your life. where you two went, how you lived, what you worked, I also know the men who followed her and I must say that you even fight well for women, of course some of my men helped.

- My God, you're crazy. Wasn't it easier to come and introduce yourself as a father?

- From what I saw of her, that wouldn't be so easy. After all, I don't know if she would accept me, and I needed to know who she was, type of person before putting her next to her sisters and cousins ​​and other relatives. elderly, to avoid risks.

- All right, I agree, but her life is in danger now, and you're not going to do anything, said Raquel, getting angrier and angrier.

- I'm doing it. Now be quiet, later they'll bring you something to eat. I already have a lot of problems and a lot to worry about with this kidnapping of Nefes and a cousin of hers, my soldier, so don't give me any problems either. And he left, locking the door.

Carla woke up, lying on a bed made of brick with a thin mattress, she was covered with a red blanket, beside her on the table there was a plastic pitcher with water, her head ached so much, her eyes struggled to see the light; Gradually, his blurred vision began to see the place better, he was very dizzy and wanted to vomit. It was a place made entirely of stone, it looked like an old place, like a basement or dungeon from the movies; The floor was all made of cement, like concrete. time, everything was spinning, she sat on the bed the place was humid by the smell, from afar in the silence, weak breathing was heard, but Carla could not get up due to weakness and severe dizziness, she asked:

Is there anyone there???

- Is there anyone there??? no response, but Carla had the feeling of not being alone in that dark place. That's when the door opened and two men and a woman entered. The woman placed the tray on the table where there was water, soup and bread and soon left. One of the men came and grabbed Carla's face and said laughing:

- Very beautiful, and very angry, she gave my men work for what they told me...

- Who are you? why am i here?

-Because you are important to us as an exchange. I am Hassun.

Carla laughed and said: You're crazy, I'm just on vacation here in Istanbul, nothing more than a visit on vacation. you got the wrong person.

   The man laughed and said:

- So, you don't know anything, huh... That's even more interesting. It will be a big surprise for you.

Looking down into the dark basement, Hassun asked his henchman:

- Has the other died or decided to talk?

The henchman with a grim face and the coldest voice Carla had ever seen said:

- He'd rather be dead.