Family for Rent

Sunday arrived in Loren's town a week ago and stayed at the only hotel in town.

Breakfast consisted of a simple hot chocolate with muffins. She had to take something not so heavy for the day to continue, because today she would get her best partners who would deceive the public and if they accepted the deal, she would surely eat more.

-Miss Sunday, these are all reports on them. Also look for Mr. Jones on the teacher roster. Apparently, he is only a substitute and has no future as a regular teacher.

-Well done Xander, you are very useful. After breakfast we go to look for them.

Sunday drank from her mug, staring as she spoke to her new informant Xander. Snow covered the entire city and prevented the passage by car without having the chains on the wheels.

The city of Loren was one of the poorest in the port region and was known to be a nest of thieves and hitmen. Nobody wanted to live there because poverty and disease reigned at every turn, but Sunday, had a different idea about it.

Today she would be sowing the seeds of chaos and rebellion in this city so that when it bore fruit, she would be crowned as the owner of the place.

People saw a snow-white skinned girl pass by, who looked like a porcelain doll in a red cape, dress, and boots. She was escorted by five people and they all seemed more dangerous than the same thieves who lived there.

She came to a house that was collapsing, she knocked on the door and a bearded old man greeted her. Without even asking permission, everyone went inside and closed the doors and windows. The man couldn't react and he just stared at the situation in amazement.

-Good morning and sorry for interrupting you. You see, I'm against time and I need to come to an agreement today. I introduce myself, this is Sunday Pontiac, they all sat down and looked at the old man carefully.

-I am ... I am Hugh Grima, my pleasure Lady Pontiac, but how can I help you?-

- I'll get to the point, I need relatives and what better than the former employees of the Isnter family. I know you was betrayed, stolen, and your grandson and daughter-in-law were harmed in the process. Your son lost his leg and now it is impossible for him to get a job-

The man was pale from the abusive comment. Sunday snapped her fingers and one of her men handed a folder of documents and a suitcase of money to the old man. He reviewed it and read carefully to end up looking at Sunday with fear.

-You are a girl right? Where did you get these papers from? -

-I earned it from the bastard Duke Donovan and since I know it belonged to you at the beginning, I give it back to you. But ... it won't be free

-I imagined that. How much will it cost me? -

-As I said, I need relatives, it means that I want to buy your time for that purpose. The last page is my offer.

-Why go so far, we don't even know each other, so that you wants to help us. Your offer is too good to be true.

-That's because we have the same goal. Queen Alesoa Inster Rubins and her family are responsible for your misfortune, mine and that of several of my men. They deserve to be tortured to death, what do you think? -

-Hahaha, who are you and where do you come from? What you say is impossible ... - The doubt was left half.

-It is possible and it can be done in maybe 10 years or a little more but I assure you that you'll see that bitch's head under the guillotine, oh yeah ... you'll see it-

-Only you looking for family rentals. That is why there are many out there.

The conversation became impulsive and almost ridiculous.

-But not like you and your family. You see, I am in a hurry, I am small and I carry too much fortune on me. I came to Loren telling to everyone that I came to see my family for the holidays, so that no one would stop me and what do you think, I already found them-

-That, I should discuss it with my family first. They will not believe that a ... let's say girl arrived and she began to speak with such abusive and arrogant language to offer help in exchange for us being a false family.-

Sunday snapped her fingers again and a teenage girl stepped aside.

-Zara, mother and son ... go find them and heal them.-

-What do you think you're doing? My daughter-in-law is in bed like my grandson.

The men detained Hugh and forcibly seated him.

-I´ll say this once and I hope it enters your head. I am a person you will never want to face. The people who accompany me are in the same position, for example Zara. She is a great witch and healer, one of the last in her class.

Sunday smiled toothily, waiting for Zara to finish her homework. Zara opened the old curtains and saw a nearly malnourished woman lying on the bed and the child lying next to her.

She examined them and proceeded to open her purse, searching for certain bottles and roots. Using the small mortar, she crushed the herbs and mixed them with the liquid from the bottles. She gave them a drink and waited for the mark on their necks to disappear.

After several minutes, she came out to give her diagnosis.

-The curse has been lifted. Now they can survive, they must follow a strict diet to regain their health. I estimate that it will take them half a year.

-You saw, she's special. The only thing missing is for his wife and his son to arrive, so that we can seal the deal and so we can return home-

Hugh couldn't believe what he heard. He ran up to find his daughter-in-law and his grandson breathing normally without difficulty. He couldn't help crying and falling to the ground on his knees.

The seated girl was anything but an enemy to him. He decided to wait for his wife and his son, to leave that dump.

Paul was being assisted by Zara to treat his leg pain while his mother cried in his father's arms. The news that his wife and son had been healed shocked him. His response to Sunday was the same as the others: Cooperate to get revenge.

Sunday would use the Grima to drag her enemies to the worst of hells.

They settled in the new mansion they bought on the outskirts of Loren so that her new mother Diana and brother Freyr could recover. For the vast majority, the Pontiac family had just moved to the city and were looking to do business.

They began to get noticed by buying the old shipyards and abandoned warehouses. The few entrepreneurs who live there thought that the newcomers had no idea how to manage their finances and would rather spend like fools. They did not know that the mindless shopping was a master move by Sunday made on behalf of her new grandfather and father, Rufus and Cedric Pontiac.