The Ink Well Writing Prize "Mission Impossible" original story by @danieldedosd2

      I woke up after spending 5 months in a coma in a clinic in Miranda State, and I would like to tell you why I was in that place for so long and why God wanted me to tell you this strange and particular story today.

      It all started about a year ago on the San Antonio de los Altos road, on the Los Teques road, I was walking with the hope that someone would deign to queue me to the theater near the city center, because I was it was late.

      When I looked at the clock at exactly 11 a.m. on that Friday, a gray Mustang GT car, plates 007-Bond, stopped in front of me (from the plate I realized the following week), Inside the vehicle you could see the image of a gleaming woman, with white tees and yellow hair, about 30 to 35 years old, who, with her very seductive voice, asked me, Where are you going? And I, who was late to get to the premiere of the play where my niece Teresa would debut as a theater actress, I thanked God and answered her, at this moment I am going to the center! And she replied, Get on!

      And I, who was late to get to the premiere of the play where my niece Teresa would debut as a theater actress, I thanked God and answered her, at this moment I am going to the center! And she replied, Get on!

      From that moment I had the feeling that this woman who drove that luxury car would change the course of my life forever.

      Being inside the car for about four or five minutes, I could not say a single word to the beautiful blonde, but I could not help but look askance, the cut of her dress that left between seeing the most beautiful legs that my eyes had seen Never.

      She asked: What is your name? Between nervous and anxious, I replied, José Gregorio! I told him, I see on the card that your name is Sofía, and smiling I said, I confess that while I was looking at the photo and looking at your face, I imagined that I was sitting next to Sophia Loren in the Venice of her time, you have an incredible resemblance to her, but being close to you, I am sure that you are much more beautiful. Thanks Jose!, I really like hearing you say those words about me, even though we don't know each other. I'm sure that at some point we could have coffee to have a less formal chat, well! if you do not bother. I immediately responded, God willing it will.

      I got off at the Theater, and said goodbye to Sofía. I stared at the car until it disappeared over the horizon, I think I spent about 2 minutes there, hypnotized by the beauty of that woman who disappeared before me, leaving me in time to see the Romeo and Juliet show where Teresita would act.

      That night I could not close my eyes, and in my mind I could not stop seeing Sofía's face, it was as if everything that happened that day had been recorded in my head, Although she reproached me for not asking her for her phone number while remembering her face and those beautiful legs, or rather because I did not ask her where she lived, if she was married or divorced. I didn't know anything about her! I only knew that she had bewitched me forever since that morning.

      I continued with my daily routine, but I could no longer see any woman without thinking of Sofia, I believed at that moment that she had ruined my life, even her perfume remained in my memory and when someone passed in front of me with that fragrance, I immediately turned to see if it was her, but then I realized that it was someone else, and I reproached myself for not having asked for a number to contact her.

      Seven days had passed since that event so remembered for me, when I decided to walk along the San Antonio road to see if the miracle of meeting her would occur, and it was there as if fate told me that I would see her again, when, and I realize that Sofía's car was parked at the end of the avenue.

      Due to the characteristics of that vehicle it had to be hers, it was when I saw the license plate and I said to myself, I have to be the James Bond of this woman, and I began to check the nearby businesses to see if I saw her, I went to the bakery without luck, then I checked the church, and the kiosk that was ahead with a queue of shoppers, there also I failed in my search, and when I wanted to cross the street for my last hope of finding her in a hairdresser that was very popular in the area, I felt behind me that someone put their hand on my shoulders and without thinking took my arm and led me to the car that had parked on the corner.

      There he asked me if I had something scheduled for the next few days, because he needed me to do him a favor, he took a picture from his wallet and showed it to me. I was shocked! It was my face in that image on her wedding day, you could see in her that she was happily married to a man so similar to me that I almost fainted from the shock, I really didn't understand anything until she raised the situation to me.

      I need you to take my husband's place for a week! My family comes from Italy and he will not be in the country. When I saw you that morning I knew that you are the solution so that my family can include me in the inheritance of the grandfather, the only thing they need to put my name in that will. My husband must be by my side in the reading that the lawyers will do in a week and you will help me.

      I immediately got out of that vehicle and walked as far away as I could, without looking back, until I heard the Mustang's engine snoring. It was Sofia at the wheel begging me to get on, with tears in her eyes; Of course I could not resist the request of that beautiful woman. In truth, when I got back in and sat in that car, I thought to myself that maybe this could be the adventure of my life, and the opportunity to earn good money.

      That afternoon we went to have lunch and to schedule all the movements that we had to do during that week. At her home, she explained every step to me in great detail. There I understood that she came from a very wealthy family and that it would be a very difficult job for me, because it was very far from those social levels.

      I told her that I needed suitable clothing and asked her to tell me all about her husband. It was when she went up to her room and gave me a step-by-step agenda to fulfill the mission, she gave me a suitcase with new clothes and several suits that she had already bought for me, it was as if she had everything calculated and she knew that I would agree to help her with this madness.

      At that moment the license plate of the Mustang (007 Bond) came to my mind, and I couldn't stop laughing the whole way as I moved from his house in San Antonio to my house in Los Frailes, a seedy neighborhood of Catia parish , in the most humble areas of Caracas. When I got out of the car in front of my house, she gave me a piece of paper with her phone number and under the number there was a note that said, See you Thursday at seven in the morning under the walkway where I picked you up the morning that we met!

      Those three days prior to the start of "Mission Impossible" I got ready to read all of Sofía's instructions, and I understood from the treatment I should have with her that she was not living a very normal marriage. There was a distance between them that would be difficult for me to carry out, just kisses on the cheek in front of his family and he should not formalize so much with them because he was always very reserved with her in front of his parents.

      That week she would leave on Monday, Wednesday and Thursday in her husband's Mercedes Benz at 7:30 o'clock and would return between 3:00 and 4:00 in the afternoon, as this was the custom of Esteban her husband, among other things.

      A in two days I had learned the entire script of my mission, although my plan went a little further because I could not contain myself when approaching Sofía and feeling her perfume closely. I already felt a level of adrenaline that made me very restless and anxious.

      Friday the 13th, 7:00 am and like a bank opening timer, that gray Mustang stops in front of me under the catwalk on the San Antonio road. She asked me Where are we going? And I responded as the best student in the class, To the Airport, she nodded with a smile and said, I knew you were the right man to save me from this situation.

      At 12:30 noon with a little delay, American Airlines flight 12-09 arrived in Maiquetía, the plane where Sofia's guests came from, at that moment I understood that I was in trouble, although I knew there was no going back, As I watched her parents walk down the chain of custody for luggage, I felt like my heart was going to explode.

      His father had an air to Al Capone and his mother looked as young as Sofia, but with a body made with the finest scalpel in Europe and behind them came two men approximately 2 meters high and five feet wide each one, with the air of mafia bodyguards in the movie "The Godfather", further back the sister of my companion who looks like a night dancer. We greet each other and then move to the house in San Antonio.

      Sofia took her parents and her sister in Esteban's Mercedes, while I carried the two mastodons bodyguards of "Al Capone" in the Mustang, I looked like Vito Corleone's driver transporting 2 of his thugs.

      In a short time we were getting home, I wanted to help the old man with the luggage and his bodyguards who practically made me see that I should not approach those suitcases for anything in the world, while Sofia made me see with a gesture that I was making a mistake when try to be gentle with your father.

      We arrived at the house at 4:50 minutes, and the servants were waiting with everything ready to attend to the guests, the butler received Alessandro as if he had known him for years, directed him and his wife to the main room of the apartment above, and went downstairs to the kitchen to correct details about the culinary tastes of Sofia's family.

      My notes said that I had to stay in the study while everyone settled in at home, the beautiful woman who would be my wife for a week was talking with her sister, and I, without knowing what to do, sat in an armchair in the study watching the birds fly. in the garden and fell asleep. Two hours later Sofia woke me up for dinner. I instantly said, Is the pasta ready? And she smiled, how did you know that we would have pasta for dinner. They are not Italian! Besides, the smell of the sauce is all over the house.

      Mr Alessandro was sitting by the table with a cigar that gleamed when he inhaled that $ 25 aged tobacco and turning his glass of whiskey he told me, it was time son-in-law, we were waiting for you to order them to serve. Sentados todos los miembros de la familia pudimos cenar y todo se desarrolló como esperaba Sofia, nadie había notado que un usurpador estaba sentado junto a ellos en la mesa.

      At that moment his father exclaimed, Tomorrow at 3:00 in the afternoon the lawyers are coming to make the changes in the will! They all left, while the moment came that I had been thinking for three days, I will have to sleep with Sofia in her bed or I would end up on the sofa somewhere in the house!

      We went up to our room, we passed two of the maids and I had the feeling that one of them had noticed that I was not Esteban, Sofia's husband, she looked at me in a very strange way and smiled at me.

      Upon entering the room, I commented to Sofia that she might know something, and she replied, don't worry, I think Esteban wallows with her when I'm not at home. Once in the room, she asked me to sleep on the floor and my hopes were erased, but not everything was negative, she undressed in front of me to change and put on a washcloth that only covered 20% of her entire body, letting me watch all that monument, and although I had the impulse to run towards her, I restrained myself and bit my lip. I knew that in the next few days I would have my chance.

      The next morning when he woke up, he had to take a ride in the car and come with all the newspapers in circulation as was the custom of Esteban and he would return at approximately 8:30 to have breakfast and continue with our routine. This is when what led me to this bed at “Clínicas Caracas” begins.

      Arriving from buying the newspaper, in front of our parking lot, there were two cars with several men dressed in black with very elegant clothes. At the moment I thought that they were the lawyers who had brought the appointment forward for the morning, but I could see that they were all armed, at that moment I had the urge to flee, but I restrained myself and prepared to enter the house. When entering it, Sofía was very calm and her father's bodyguards had already noticed the presence of the vehicles in front of the house and they hadn't even moved, that reassured me.

      I told Sofia that I was going to go to the office after breakfast and I left everyone at the table because I was late, old Alessandro asked me to be there at three in the afternoon for the reading of the will and I left. I went to the Ciudad Tamanaco Shopping Center (C.C.C.T), located in the Chuao urbanization, this was a very ideal place to isolate myself from the family and let time pass to return at the scheduled time.

      Before reaching the highway, the Mercedes Benz car in which I was driving was intercepted by three cars with the men I had seen in the morning in front of the house.These subjects took me out of the car, covered my face and took me to another vehicle, there was Esteban inside, who instantly took my place and they locked me up there.

      When Esteban arrived at his house there was no vehicle and the men were gone, they only needed their presence in the house to read the will, and of course Sofía did not know that it was Esteban who was by her side, everything happened very normal and the lawyer began with the reading of the will.

      It is my wish that when I die my body is cremated and the ashes are scattered in the waters of Venice !; Sofia had a twinkle in her eyes because when she was a child her grandfather had detailed his wishes to leave her with several properties in Europe valued at a lot of money. And everything was fulfilled in every detail that cloudy afternoon at his home in San Antonio de Los Altos.

      As the lawyers left, Alessandro told the bodyguards, It's about time! And both took Esteban and took him to a place in the house and with two shots to the head ended his life and left his body buried in the garden of the house. Three days later they found my almost lifeless body in a shed in La Guaira near the Maiquetía airport, immediately transferring me to an emergency clinic.

      The news of my rescue was in the news of all the channels and social networks. The nurses tell me that a beautiful woman named Sofia had paid the medical expenses and donated a large amount to the clinical center,

      and left a suitcase with clothes for me to deliver. When I got home while I was taking my clothes out of the suitcase I found a wad of 500 Euro, bills a photo of Sofia with 2 tickets to Italy and a note that said, I'll wait for you! When you get to Venice you call me on my phone. And if you decide not to travel with this money you can change your life