CHAPTER 117

CHAPTER 117

SANDRO CAME DOWN from the presidential platform with the Star of Liberty medal shining on his chest, but he noticed a strange movement, some people passed him, greeting him warmly.

— Congratulations, Mr. Palm tree.

He nodded and moved on, more on instinct than logic.

There's something wrong...

He looked at the American president surrounded by security guards, but there was a gap, when Sandro looked through the blind spot of the security guards, a person in the crowd was pulling a gun and pointing at the president, in a matter of seconds Sandro ran and jumped in the direction from the blind spot when he heard a gunshot and a strange and hot sensation invade his body and a red and not very hot liquid started to run down his chest.

Is this my end?

— Protect the President... please get a doctor quickly!!!

SANDRO SMILED imagining the irony in having saved the world and in his moment of glory having given his life for someone he barely knew...

If he loved me, he would do for people what he did for me...

THE DOCTOR CAME TO HIM and quickly examined him and said:

— Just keep your focus on me, Mr. Palmeira, you'll be fine, trust me, you'll be fine...

Sandro smiled and suddenly it was as if everything was being lit up.

If that's what dying is, then... dying isn't that bad...

SOMEWHERE near him, Mengele smiled seeing his masterpiece showing the world the evolution of humanity.

— From dust you came, to dust you will return... New Adam... but your time is not yet...