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Marcos couldn’t believe his luck ... and bad luck, too.

After being so bored, at last some action came his way.

The bosses didn’t pass on a decision about how to handle the immortal so he decided to take matters into his own hands when he saw him leave on his horse. 

He loved technology and thanked the Lord for putting it at his disposal to watch over that cursed selfish being. He followed him and put on a guard on alert who was stationed in the vicinity of the Alcalá property.

He watched it all through that wonderful drone he kept operating. He was very surprised to see the man go on horseback in the middle of the night; he had never seen him do that before. Never. It was the perfect opportunity to take him unaware.

He would inject the venom and spray any observer sent for him.  He could have completed his entire mission without being killed by the immortal.

The opportunity was magnificent and it seemed everything was in his favor when the man couldn’t enter the Alcalá Orange Grove estate due to a malfunctioning door. 

He smiled.

It was then he positioned the drone near the immortal and threw the venomous dart.

They were in sync. If the woman had been a little later reaching the door, the immortal would now be with them since he alerted an elite team to help the observer drag Francisco into a safe hiding place in the darkness of the undergrowth.

A hiding place only they knew.

He wrinkled his nose when he realized he couldn’t complete the mission. The guardian did not have time to push him far enough before the blonde recognized him.

The bosses would not be so happy with him, but they would agree on how positive the whole episode turned out.  If they saw him again, they would surely know the immortal still enjoyed his condition because the dart he was shot with had enough venom to kill any human being in seconds.

He smiled again.

They almost had him. They certainly alerted him with the quick movement, but it was also very true this man knew they were still out there waiting for one wrong move like tonight.

It wouldn’t be a big surprise to him.

The question hanging around Marco's head was what could have motivated the wretch to leave his villa and let himself be seen?

Would the woman in the video have anything to do with that, the way she screamed his name when he didn’t respond?

Interesting, he thought.

If that was so and the immortal exposed himself for a woman, there was only one thing to think, it was she meant more than any other person.

Was he in love?

Who was she? And most importantly, where did he find her while in solitude?

If his suspicions were correct, she would be the perfect bait to catch the accursed.

Marcos was happy. He began to hum a symphony to himself as he busily wrote a report to gather information on the new discovery.