[ ESP + ENG ] El gato, la historia de un secuestro en progreso

El gato

Otoniel Márquez, un joven empresario de apenas 30 años salía del edificio donde acababa de pasar un par de divertidas horas con «Martita», su secretaria privada, atraviesa la calle sin mirar, no había mucho trafico a esa hora, ya estaba por dar la media noche, debía regresar a casa con su bella esposa, cuando llega frente a su coche mete las manos en su bolsillo buscando sus llaves -meeooow!!!-, un gato sobre el capo de su auto llama su atención solo por un par de segundos -PaaaaW!!!-, que fueron mas que suficientes.

Otoniel volvía en si algo aturdido, despertaba con un fuerte dolor de cabeza por el golpe que lo había dejado inconsciente, abrió sus ojos y todo estaba negro, en ese momento no lo supo, pero le taparon los ojos con cinta adhesiva y encima un pasa montañas para cortar cualquier paso de luz, ya que no podía ver donde estaba, trato de moverse pero fue en vano, estaba fuertemente atado a una silla, tomo una bocanada de aire antes de gritar por - Ayuda !!!-, en un principio solo le respondió el maullido de un gato, tomo un poco mas de aire para volver a gritar y entonces escucho una puerta abrirse y cerrarse, alguien arrastraba una silla por el piso y la colocaba muy cerca de el para luego sentarse.

-Escúcheme bien, tengo algo de dinero, la cantidad que estés pidiendo por mi rescate podemos negociarla, no hace falta ponerse violento!!!.

-Si lo dice por el golpe en su cabeza, solo era necesario señor Márquez, en un rato le traigo algo para el dolor de cabeza.

-Gracias, me duele bastante para decir la verdad.

-Hablando de dinero señor Márquez es precisamente lo que busco, y no se preocupe si hace lo que se le indique no sufrirá ningún otro daño.

-Ok, ya estamos hablando claro, es buena señal que este vendado, usted no quiere que vea tu rostro, solo quieres mi dinero ¿ cierto ?.

-Esta en lo correcto señor Márquez, descanse al rato vuelvo con un analgésico.

Otoniel pudo escuchar como se levantaba aquel hombre un tanto mayor, pudo determinarlo por el tono de su voz y la forma respetuosa de expresarse, no era ningún veinteañero atolondrado, debía ser un profesional en su trabajo, eso aumentaba sus chances, otra vez escucho la puerta abrirse y cerrarse y nuevamente Otoniel quedo abandonado en aquella oscuridad solo acompañado por los maullidos del gato que jugaba entre sus piernas, pese a su dolor de cabeza el empresario empezaba analizar la situación palmo a palmo, preguntándose, -¿ quien carajos me ha podido hacer esto ?-.

Se preguntaba y se respondía,- ¿tal vez Carolina ?-, era la esposa de su socio y amigo Juan Fernández, Otoniel lo había engañado lo hizo firmar unos papeles, haciéndolo pasar como un estafador, se quedo con la totalidad de la empresa que ambos fundaron, el hombre fue preso después de ello, y para colmo también se había quedado por un rato con su esposa, la que mantuvo como su amante y ayudaba con el propio dinero que le había quitado al marido, -Carolina no tiene el temple para vengarse, ademas que no sospecha de mi-, Juan tampoco podía ser un sospechoso, el pobre se había volado la tapa de los sesos después de salir de prisión, Otoniel no tenía ningún enemigo jurado, trataba de armar el rompecabezas mientras el gato maullaba a sus pies.

-¿Quien mas podría ser el responsable?, seguía preguntándose el secuestrado, tenía algunos enemigos pequeños, rivales comerciales y gente a la que no dudo en pasarles por encima, era un canalla que siempre buscaba el beneficio propio, no lo habia aprendido de su padre, este habia muerto en un asalto cuando el tenía apenas 15 años, lo aprendió de Pedro Duarte, el socio de su papa, «en esta vida se impone la ley del mas fuerte, toma lo que es tuyo y si no es tuyo lo arrebatas», su mente voló hacia su joven y bella esposa, -¿tal vez Mariana, tiene algún amante?, la conoció hace unos tres años en una fiesta en las oficinas de la empresa de su mentor, en ese entonces era la novia de Rafael Pérez, un joven ingeniero que llevaba poco tiempo trabajando allí.

Con la experiencia adquirida, no vacilo en involucrarlo en un mal manejo, hizo todo tan bien que el pendejo ni se entero de que habia sido engañado, pero Rafael no podía ser el culpable de su secuestro, seguía en la cárcel, a pesar de quitarse al novio de encima Mariana no fue fácil conquistar, pero sin duda que al quedar decepcionada por el novio ladrón, le abrió la puerta y Otoniel termino con esfuerzo pescando en río revuelto, muchas cosas se pueden fraguar cuando tienes el poder del dinero, la inteligencia y la astucia, -no Mariana me quiere y nunca me sería infiel!!!-, termino por desechar las sospechas sobre su bella esposa, la conocía muy bien era una mujer honesta, - meeeow- el gato percibió que alguien se acercaba antes de oir que otra vez la puerta se abriera para cerrarse luego de pasar su raptor.

-Bueno señor Márquez, abra la boca, no se preocupe es una pastilla-, Otoniel tomaba el medicamento y disfrutaba cada gota de agua que le vertían en la boca.

-Ahhh, gracias, estaba bastante sediento-, Otoniel no espero mas, - dígame ¿ quien me esta haciendo esto ?-.

-Usted es un hombre inteligente y sabe muy bien que no se lo voy a decir, solo quiero su dinero, ¿ comprende ?.

-Comprendido, ¿ cuanto le esta pidiendo a mi mujer por mi rescate ?, tenemos plata pero no tanto como pudiera usted imaginar.

-Solo son 3 millones, su empresa seguro los puede cubrir, esto acabara muy pronto, descanse al rato vuelvo.

-Espere !!!-

El grito de Otoniel se ahogo al cerrarse nuevamente la puerta tras salir su secuestrador de la habitación, el gato se enroscaba en su pierna mientras ronroneaba, Otoniel estaba en serios problemas.

Continuara...

El gato

Otoniel Márquez, a young businessman barely 30 years old, was leaving the building where he had just spent a couple of fun hours with "Martita", his private secretary, he crossed the street without looking, there was not much traffic at that time, he was about to turn up midnight, he had to return home with his beautiful wife, when he arrives in front of his car he puts his hands in his pocket looking for his keys -meeooow!!!-, a cat on the hood of his car catches his attention just for a couple of seconds -PaaaaW!!!-, which were more than enough.

Otoniel came to his senses somewhat dazed, he woke up with a severe headache from the blow that had left him unconscious, he opened his eyes and everything was black, at that moment he did not know it, but they covered his eyes with adhesive tape and on top of that a pass mountains to cut off any passage of light, since he couldn't see where he was, he tried to move but to no avail, he was strongly tied to a chair, he took a breath before shouting for -Help!!!-, at first He was only answered by the meowing of a cat, he took a little more air to scream again and then he heard a door open and close, someone dragged a chair across the floor and placed it very close to him to then sit down.

-Listen to me well, I have some money, the amount you are asking for my ransom we can negotiate, there is no need to get violent !!!.

-If you say it because of the blow to your head, it was only necessary, Mr. Márquez, in a while I will bring you something for the headache.

-Thank you, it hurts enough to tell the truth.

-Speaking of money, Mr. Márquez is precisely what I'm looking for, and don't worry if you do what you're told you won't suffer any other damage.

-Ok, we're talking clearly, it's a good sign that he's blindfolded, you don't want me to see your face, you just want my money, right?

-You are right, Mr. Márquez, rest after a while, I'll be back with an analgesic.

Otoniel was able to hear that somewhat older man get up, he could determine it by the tone of his voice and the respectful way of expressing himself, he was not a reckless twenty-something, he must have been a professional at his job, that increased his chances, once again he heard the The door opened and closed and once again Otoniel was left abandoned in that darkness, only accompanied by the meows of the cat that was playing between his legs. Despite his headache, the businessman began to analyze the situation inch by inch, wondering, - Who the hell could have given me do this ?-.

He wondered and answered,- maybe Carolina?-, she was the wife of his partner and friend Juan Fernández, Otoniel had deceived him, he made him sign some papers, posing as a scammer, he kept the entire company that they both founded, the man was imprisoned after that, and to top it off he had also stayed for a while with his wife, whom he kept as his lover and helped with the money that she had taken from her husband, -Carolina does not have the temper to take revenge, besides that he doesn't suspect me-, Juan couldn't be a suspect either, the poor guy had blown his brains out after getting out of prison, Otoniel had no sworn enemy, he was trying to put together the puzzle while the cat meowed At his feet.

-Who else could be responsible?-, the kidnapped man kept wondering, he had some small enemies, business rivals and people whom he did not hesitate to run over, he was a scoundrel who always sought his own benefit, he had not learned it from his father, he had died in an assault when he was barely 15 years old, he learned it from Pedro Duarte, his father's partner, "in this life the law of the strongest prevails, take what is yours and if it is not yours, take it." snatches”, his mind flew to his young and beautiful wife, -perhaps Mariana, does she have a lover?-, she met her about three years ago at a party in the offices of her mentor's company, at that time she was the girlfriend of Rafael Pérez, a young engineer who had been working there for a short time.

With the experience gained, he did not hesitate to involve him in mismanagement, he did everything so well that the asshole did not even know that he had been deceived, but Rafael could not be guilty of his kidnapping, he was still in jail, despite removing himself It was not easy to conquer the boyfriend above Mariana, but without a doubt, when she was disappointed by the thief boyfriend, she opened the door for him and Otoniel ended up with effort fishing in a troubled river, many things can be forged when you have the power of money, intelligence and cunning, -no, Mariana loves me and she would never be unfaithful to me!!!-, I end up dismissing suspicions about his beautiful wife, I knew her very well, she was an honest woman, -meeeow- the cat perceived that someone was approaching before it to hear the door open again to close after passing his kidnapper.

-Well, Mr. Márquez, open your mouth, don't worry, it's a pill-, Otoniel took the medicine and enjoyed every drop of water that was poured into his mouth.

-Ahhh, thanks, I was quite thirsty-, Otoniel I don't wait any longer, - tell me who is doing this to me?-.

-You are an intelligent man and you know very well that I am not going to tell you, I just want your money, do you understand?

-Understood, how much are you asking my wife for my ransom? We have money but not as much as you might imagine.

-It's only 3 million, your insurance company can cover them, this will end very soon, rest after a while I'll be back.

-Wait !!!-

Otoniel's scream was drowned when the door closed again after his kidnapper left the room, the cat curled around his leg while purring, Otoniel was in serious trouble.

To be continue...

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