The Casa Del Castaneda

Unequal

Abelardo was stunned to hear a challenging-sounding speech from Paloma. The thick-moustached man turned his head, then turned his back. “What do you mean, Mistress?” The police inspector squinted his eyes.

“Why do you still ask?” Paloma's tone still sounded cynical. “What I said was very clear. I want Sebastian Cruz Castaneda to be punished accordingly!” answer the fiery Paloma.

Abelardo smiled as he scratched his temple. He who was about to leave, went back in and walked closer to the bed. Abelardo stared at the hazel-eyed woman in the care bed, with an indecipherable look. “Didn't I just say, Madam? I will not recklessly drag someone who has not been proven guilty into the bars. You are a victim here, but that does not mean you can at will drop accusations, on someone you do not like," he said trying not to be provoked.

“It's not about like it or not, Inspector! This is about the tragic death that befell the father of my daughter!” paloma.

“Already, Nak.” Rogelio approached Paloma. He tried to calm the woman down. Rogelio held the princess' shoulder.

“Begin, Madam,” said Abelardo again. “If indeed you have enough evidence and feel strong to ensnare Mr. Sebastian Cruz Castaneda, then give it all to us. The police will immediately investigate completely, without seeing who the person is,” said the thick-moustached police inspector.

“I will definitely get the proof,” reply Paloma no less firm.

Abelardo nodded politely. “We can cooperate well, Madam,” he said. “I'm sorry.” The man with the brown leather jacket turned his back. He stepped near the door.

“Let me take you, Inspector.” Rogelio was about to catch up with him.

Abelardo immediately prevented. “No need, Sir. Thank you.” The Porcuna sector police inspector opened the door, then disappeared behind it.

After Abelardo died, Rogelio returned to bed. He sat on the edge while facing Paloma. The middle-aged man understood the psychiatric condition of his daughter who was still shaken and not fully stable. That's why he doesn't talk too much. Moreover, to refute Paloma's speech.

“Nak.” Rogelio grabbed Paloma's hand, then grabbed it. “Do not act rashly. Consider again what you will do,” the advice is gentle.

“Does Dad doubt me too?”

“It's not so, Son. However, we cannot indiscriminately accuse someone before there is clear evidence. I will always support you, to be able to fully investigate this case,” explained Rogelio slowly. He said slowly and orderlyly so that Paloma did not misunderstand.

Rogelio was silent for a moment. The middle-aged man seemed to be thinking of something. “What if we contact Cardenas Lawyer? Who knows he could help in this,” cetus.

Paloma's pair of hazel eyes instantly sparkled, emitting hope that suddenly came with a smile. The short-haired beauty nodded in agreement. He did not reject the idea expressed by his father. "That's not a bad idea, Dad," Paloma said enthusiastically.

“Good. I'll try to contact Cardenas' lawyer. Hopefully he still uses the same mobile number,” Rogelio said. He got up from his seat, then moved to a chair by the window. “You rest first, son,” he said, turning to Paloma for a moment, before continuing to contact Lawyer Cardenas.

Meanwhile, Abelardo had returned to the office. Previously, he had contacted Sebastian and requested that the man come there. Before Sebastian arrived, Abelardo first checked the CCTV footage provided by the landlord. He was assisted by someone from the investigation team.

Abelardo closely watched his computer screen. He tried not to miss a single thing. So focused on what was being witnessed, Abelardo did not realize that Sebastian had been in the room.

“How?” sebastian asked as he walked closer to the table where Abelardo was.

“Gosh! I didn't know you were coming,” said Abelardo turning his head for a moment. “I'm analyzing the CCTV footage you gave me" the man said. "introduce. It's Dimitrio. He's one of the investigators." Abelardo pointed his hand at the young man in front of the computer screen.

"Hallo" said the owner of thousands of acres of olive plantations. "My name is Sebastian."

“Look, Friend. This is a black SUV passing in front of Casa del Castaneda. I have questioned the wife of the late Rafael Hernandez. He said he had seen a black SUV before the vehicle he was riding with his husband slipped into the abyss,” explained Abelardo.

Sebastian leaned slightly against the right hand on the table. He looked at the computer screen in front of him. “Does that mean that the car tire you are referring to belongs to this vehicle?” ask the honey-eyed brown guy.

“Can be. I'll check the police number of that vehicle. However, this definitely takes time,” he said.

“It's okay. This kind of business requires great precision. I just want to clear my good name,” said Sebastian re-enforcing his body.

Abelardo nodded in agreement. Moreover, after he saw Paloma's tough attitude. “Mrs Hernandez,” murmured Abelardo while smiling knot.

“You've met and spoken directly to him. What say?” ask Sebastian.

Abelardo shook his head in disbelief as he clucked softly. He led Sebastian into his room. “Learnest. Paloma is a very beautiful woman, but it seems too difficult to conquer.” The man ended his words with a crisp laugh. “Yes, God. I don't understand your taste right now, Sebastian,”.

Sebastian smiled silently as he sat on a wooden chair near Abelardo's desk. “That's Paloma. He makes me curious. After three years have passed, the feeling has not completely disappeared.”

“She is very much different from the gentle and submissive Brishia. Widow Hernandez does not seem to be the type of woman who is easy to control, let alone master.”

“You're right, Abelardo.” Sebastian paused for a moment, then exhaled slowly. “Paloma is a dissident and very stubborn. She's the only woman who dares to defy all my words, not even rarely defiant and ..” Sebastian laughed softly as he scratched his forehead.

“Sebastian Cruz Castaneda. Your taste is amazing. From the past until now, you have never failed in targeting the opposite sex. I have to admit defeat to you in that,” Abelardo said. “Omong-by the way, I've handed over the license plate number of the vehicle to be checked. The result will be out in a few days,” the man said, returning to issues related to the Paloma and Rafael accidents.

“I can't wait for the results,” Sebastian said. He got out of the chair. Sebastian is going to leave.

“I still have business. You should also finish your work. Report again if there are recent developments,” order the forty-year widower.

“Do not worry. I will definitely always inform you whenever there is any development in this case,” replied Abelardo. He returned a handshake typical of the men's familiarity, before escorting Sebastian out of his room.

Sebastian stepped gallantly near his parked vehicle. When he got into the car, Leandra's beautiful face immediately greeted him. The crazy young lady smiled warmly. She always looks sweet in front of the master, who responds more often with ordinary course. “Are you done, Mister?” leandra asked, when Sebastian had been sitting in the middle seat with her.

“I just stopped by,” replied Sebastian turned his head for a moment. He then turned his gaze forward, at Pedro the private driver. “To the office of Elazar Ganimedes Blanco,”.

“What do you mean, Mr Blanco the famous construction entrepreneur?” ask Leandra.

“Yes, Leandra. He's the famous Mr. Blanco,” Sebastian's birthday.

“For what did you meet him, Mister?” ask Leandra again. “For example, today there is no scheduled meeting with Mr. Blanco on the agenda."

“I didn't plan this before. All of a sudden, I want to meet and ask you a few things,” Sebastian said lightly.