(sorry the formatting got messed up for part 1 & 3. I think it's because I was copying from a pdf)
La Luna Roja
La Luna Roja - Part 1
by Linnea Norton
men walk in, looking over their shoulders suspiciously. As soon as they enter, castanets, trumpets,
congo drums, and robust Latin music barrages their senses. Men and women dance energetically in
the red-tinged lighting. Some stand and watch the stage, sipping martinis, Margaritas, and other
cocktails.
The four men look up at the stage and see Luna Castillo, local legend, with her tight fitting
red dress, her wavy black hair, and the famous red rose hairpin glittering in the moody light. She
sways her hips to the music as she sings in her rich latino voice.
Walter Brown, his fedora pulled down low, walks up to the four men. He smiles, shakes
their hands, and leads them into the lounge at the back. The song ends with a trumpet solo and
Luna takes a break to mingle with the club-goers.
Front page of the Daily Paper, 3 weeks later, 1953...
“Mysterious disappearances of four individuals continue to baffle authorities.
Last seen at La Luna Roja where local star, Luna Castillo, sings Samba, Bossa Nova,
and Tango. If you have any information regarding these four people, you are urged
to contact your local police...”
Alejandro Perez was reading the paper and shaking his head. He took a sip
of his coffee and sighed. Why did all the interesting stuff have to happen on full
moon when he was out of commission? He’d have to get back to the precinct and
resume this investigation of these disappearances. Probably drunks or a drug deal
gone wrong, he thought. He stood up, clipped on his badge, tightened his tie, and
made sure there was no fur left on his suit. Then he quickly picked up the file on
these four men, who seemed to be business partners, and headed off to La Luna
Roja to evaluate the crime scene.
He pulled up and nonchalantly walked into the club. Contrary to it’s
ambiance at night, all was quiet except for a young man who was cleaning the
tables.
“Excuse me,” said Alejandro, upon noticing the young man.
“Oh, hello, señor. Sorry, we weren’t expecting any visitors until tonight. May
I help you?”
“Yes, what is your name?” asked Alejandro.
“Pedro, señor. I am the bus boy here.” he said, flipping the cloth over his
shoulder.
“Ah, Pedro. I am Detective Perez from the police and I am investigating the
disappearances of four men. They were last seen at this club three weeks ago.”
“Oh, I wasn’t employed here until last week, but Luna might be of some
help. Would you like me to fetch her?”
“Si. Gracias, mi Amigo.”
Pedro led him through the back lounge area to a simple dressing room in a
niche of the lounge. Luna sat elegantly in a chair and applied deep crimson
lipstick. When she saw Pedro and Alejandro, she instantly stood up, surprised.
“Hola, Señor. How may we help you?” she said, looking confusedly at
Alejandro.
“Detective Perez is here from the police investigating the disappearances of
some men.” said Pedro, gesturing to Alejandro.
Luna shook the his hand tentatively. “A pleasure, Detective Perez.”
“Please, call me Alejandro.” he said with a smoldering stare and a cocky half
smile. “May I ask you a few questions, Señora Castillo?”
“Of course. And please call me Luna.” She said, batting her long eyelashes.
Pedro immediately felt awkward and left the room to commence his cleaning.
Alejandro sat down opposite Luna and took out a notepad.
“Do you remember seeing four men enter the club three weeks ago?” he
asked.
“Well, there are so may people who come here each night, it is hard to count
everyone. And even more difficult while singing.”
“Of course I understand completely. But do you remember seeing anything
out of the ordinary that night?”
Luna thought for a moment. “Well, Walter Brown was leading four men into
the lounge area just before I took my break.”
Alejandro’s ears perked up. “Who is this Walter Brown, a Gringo?”
Luna blushed. “Yes. He sometimes comes here to do business deals.”
“What kind of deals?” he asked, his brow furrowed.
Luna looked down nervously. “I don’t know.” she said quickly.
Alejandro gently touched her arm. “Please tell me, Luna. I’m just trying to
find out the truth.”
Luna sighed. “Walter... He’s a cocaine dealer. I assumed he was just doing a
normal deal with those four men, so I let it be. You know if you get involved, you
will get hurt badly, or worse. But then, they never left the club and in the morning
all five of them were gone.
Alejandro nodded and jotted quickly in his book. “Is there a back door that
is reachable through the lounge?”
“Yes, would you like me to show you?” Luna asked, standing up from her
seat.
“That would be very helpful, Gracias.”
She led him through the dressing room to an exit door in the back. “This
leads to the alley outside.”
Alejandro opened the door slowly and stepped into the mid-day light of the
dank alley. He walked around and appraised the asphalt for any marking that
could further the case. He cocked his head, lifted his nose into the air and sniffed
deeply. “There is an odd smell coming from the dumpster.” he said.
“Let’s see then, said Luna, her stiletto heels clicking on the concrete.
Alejandro gingerly opened the lid and they peered inside. Luna let out a gasp and
grabbed Alejandro’s arm for support. There, lying amongst garbage, was a mauled
human hand and there was sure to be the four business partners mangled bodies
underneath.
“If that Gringo did this, his is under charges for multiple manslaughters!” said
Alejandro angrily. “I will find him and bring his to justice.”
Luna stifled a sob and buried her face in his shoulder. He stroked her hair
gently. “I am so sorry you had to see that. But don’t worry; I will protect you, my
Luna.”
La Luna Roja- Part 2
By Charissa Fleenor
"Come
back inside Luna," suggested Alejandro, "and recover your self."
Luna complied and went back inside the club leaning on Alejandro's arm.
"Sit
down, I'll go and find you a drink." Alejandro walked out and told Pedro,
the bus boy, to bring a drink in for Luna, then he went back in.
"Okay
Luna, you're gong to have to tell me everything you know about Walter and what
happened on that night, can you do that?"
"Yes,
yes, I think so," she replied falteringly.
Alejandro smiled at her and said, "good, let's get
started. Aw, here's your drink, gracias Pedro." He nodded and walked back.
"Oh,
and Pedro don't leave until I talk to you," Alejandro called over his
shoulder.
"Ok
senior," he called back.
"Now
Luna, drink some of this," he said handing her the drink. She half smiled,
gulped part of it down, and then looked up at him expectantly.
"Ok,
how long has Walter been coming to this club?"
"I
think about two or three years."
"And
how long has he been doing drug deals here?"
"I
don't really have any idea of how long it's been going on. Walter has been a
regular and I only found out about the cocaine dealing a couple of months ago.
Am I going to get in trouble for not reporting it? Please Sir, I wasn't involved;
I was trying to stay completely out of it. I didn't want the police snooping
around investigating it; it would have been bad for business, but this!
Oh!" Luna buried her face in her hands overcome by emotion remembering the
gruesome sight of the bodies in the dumpster.
"Shh,
shh, it's all going to be alright in he end," Alejandro quickly moved to
the seat next to Luna and put his arm around her shoulders and offered his
handkerchief.
"Oh,
thank you," she said looking up into his eyes. She dried her tears and
finished her drink.
"Don't
worry, I'll do my best to keep this quiet and not let you get hurt."
"Really?
You can do that? Thank you." Alejandro nodded, smiled half heartedly and
looked off into the distance thinking deeply.
After a
moment of quiet, Luna said, "shouldn't we have the coroner come to take
the bodies away?"
Alejandro,
his trance broken, said, "Oh, of course! How could I have forgotten? Where
is your telephone? We'll have them down here as soon as possible."
"I
have a phone in here," she replied as she got up to bring it to Alejandro.
She was wearing a thin, floral- print, loose-fitting dress with a blue satin
dressing gown half way pulled around her shoulders. Alejandro admired her
muscular figure, and flowing black hair, as she walked across the room, but
quickly reminded himself that he must keep his distance in a case like this.
"Here,"
she said, placing it on the table before him. She pulled the dressing gown
farther up around her shoulders and sat back down.
Alejandro
dialed the number, "We need a team down here at La Luna Roja. I found four
bodies in the alley dumpster. Beat up pretty bad. Ok, bye."
He hung up
the receiver and said, "They'll be here soon."
"Good,"
she replied, with her thick Spanish accent.
"Let's
keep going, do you know where Walter lives or how I could contact him?"
"No,
I'm sorry, I don't. I'm expecting him here tonight, you could come and talk to
him."
"Okay,
I'll do that, and hopefully I'll have the coroners report," Alejandro
looked thoughtful, "Can you think of anything else to tell me about
him?"
Luna stood
up, and turned around suddenly and took a deep breath, "I don't know, it's
so hard to think. I wish it was all over already!" She turned around and
looked at Alejandro pleadingly.
Alejandro sighed.
"I'll do my best Luna, but I need your help, tell me exactly what happened
that night."
Luna sat
back down and closed her eyes, "I was singing on stage when four men
walked in. I never saw them before. Walter greeted them as if they had all met
before. They followed him into the back lounge, I'll show it to you. I took my
break, sang a couple more songs, came in here to get my things, and went home
for the night. I never went into the back lounge that night, and I never saw
them again. They didn't come back the next night, but I think Walter was. Yes,
Walter was there the next night." Luna paused to take a breath and stroke
her hand through her long silky black hair. Alejandro looked away, he wouldn't get his feelings involved!
She
continued, "I didn't know the men were missing until Pedro told me this
morning. He saw it in the paper and was curious because he wasn't working here
yet."
"And everything else has been
pretty much been normal since then?" Alejandro inquired.
"Yes,
as far as I know, you better talk to Pedro before he leaves. I need to change
my clothes before the coroner gets here. Will they ask me questions too?"
"No,
Luna, don't worry, I'll take care of them." Alejandro got and left to talk
to Pedro.
Alejandro walked out into the main room but didn't see Pedro
anywhere. After a quick moment of panic thinking he had taken off, he noticed
light coming through a window in a door in the back. He went in and found
himself in the kitchen where Pedro was washing dishes.
"Hola
Pedro, can we talk here?"
"Ya,
sure, are you looking for those four men?"
"Uh,"
Alejandro was hesitant, "We found four bodies in the dumpster out
back." Alejandro added in his head, and
why didn't you notice them if you take the trash out?
Pedro
gasped. Alejandro concluded that it was genuine surprise.
"Four
bodies in the dumpster?!" Pedro repeated in surprise.
"Yup,
and I'm pretty sure it's the four men who disappeared. The coroner is on the
way over now, they'll be here soon."
Pedro shook
his head in disbelief. Then he looked up, "What did Luna say?"
"She's
really upset, she didn't know anything about it. She said Walter Brown was
dealing cocaine, did you know anything about that," Alejandro looked Pedro
in the eye.
Pedro
looked away, "Well, I started getting ideas, but Luna said not to do
anything 'cause she would take care of it."
"Oh,
mmhmm." Alejandro thought to himself, "Take
care of it," yeah, right, she was taking care of it. And then, Well, who can blame her? The poor girl just
didn’t want any trouble around here.
Pedro continued, "What's
gonna happen now? A big investigation? That will be bad for business."
"Luna
mentioned that. This is the investigation, is it too big?" Alejandro
smirked.
"Won't
there be lots of detectives looking around?"
"I'll handle
most of it myself," Alejandro reassured him.
"Ah,
okay, good."
"Okay
now, so I'm correct in that you weren't working here yet on the night of the
disappearances?"
"Yeah,
I only started here last week," Pedro resumed his dishwashing.
"What
else do you know about Walter?"
"He
spends about half his evenings here. Every once in while someone comes to talk
to him and he takes them to the back lounge. Not much to say about him, he's
quiet and keeps to himself. We all leave him alone for the most part."
Pedro thought for a minute, "He's just got this vibe about him. People
stay out of his way."
"Do
you know where he lives, or how to get a hold of him?"
Pedro shook
his head, "No… I think I told you everything I know about him. Sorry I'm
not more help."
"You're
doing fine, thanks," Alejandro thought for a moment, "Oh, and um,
well, er, why haven't you noticed the bodies before? They smell pretty
bad."
"That's
a good question, I was thinking that my self. I take the trash out every night,
and the dumpster gets emptied once a week, so the bodies must have been dumped
late last night."
"Hm,
now that's interesting, why would someone bring the bodies back here?"
Alejandro was puzzled, "Who is the first one to get here in the
morning?"
"Luna,
usually. She has to unlock the doors. She doesn’t get here until around 1 or 2.
Sometimes I'm here first waiting."
At this
point they heard the coroner coming in, so Alejandro left the kitchen to talk
to them. Soon after Pedro followed.
"Pedro,
what are doing? Are you sure you want to see?"
"I
wouldn't miss this!"
"It's
okay," said the coroner, Bill Thompson, "I might need extra help. No
one else could come out right away."
"What!
Didn't you here me? Four bodies, beat up bad, been rotting for weeks!"
"I
heard you, but what could I do? No one else could come."
Alejandro
sighed, Oh boy, this is not going to be
fun. Luna heard the noise and came out of her room.
"Hello,
I'm Luna Castillo," Luna held out her hand to shake, but quickly withdrew it
when she noticed his scummy hands.
"I'm
Bill Thompson, delighted to meet you, I've heard your shows here are
great."
Luna
smiled, "Thank you."
"Alright
Alejandro, show me the bodies!"
Alejandro
led Bill to the dumpster in the back alley. He and Pedro put on some body suits
Bill had in his van so that they could help him. It took them two and half
hours to remove all the pieces and put them in plastic bags. Then they called
the trash company to come and empty the rest of the trash later so they could
clean it. Luna came outside to look a couple of times, but quickly ran back in
looking as if she was going to puke.
Bill drove
off with the remains after promising to call Alejandro as soon as he had
results. Alejandro went back to head quarters to talk with the other detectives
and wait for the call.
Ring, ring, Alejandro snatched at the
phone, "Yes, who is it?"
"Hi,
it's Bill, Okay, the four men have been positively identified as the men who
went missing. As far as I can see, cause of death was a wolf attack." Silence on both ends.
After a
long pause, "What?!" Sometimes Alejandro forgot what happened on full
moons but he remembered where he was that night.
"Wolf.
One wolf, I think. There are other possibilities, the bodies are pretty far
along, but there was definitely a wolf involved. Teeth marks, scratch marks,
fur, all unmistakable."
Alejandro
closed his eyes and rubbed his forehead, wolf?
Maybe someone tied them up and left them in the woods. But why were the remains
found in the dumpster? Alejandro was baffled. It was early, but Alejandro
decided to go down to the club anyway so he could talk to Luna. When he got
there a few people were already there, and he noticed an older man in the back
with a fedora pulled over his eyes. That
must be Walter, Alejandro thought to himself, but I better be sure. He went to Luna's dressing room and knocked
on the door.
"Who
is it?" She called out.
"Alejandro."
"Oh,
come in," She opened door and shut it after him. She was wearing a
beautiful silky red dress. It had a revealing top and it stopped at her knees.
She had three inch high red leather heels on. She had a tube of red lipstick in
her hand which she had been getting ready to apply.
"What's
the news?" She asked.
"Well,
um, wolf."
"Wolf?"
"Bill
said all the men were attacked by a wolf."
"A
wolf? Seriously? Why were the bodies in my dumpster then?"
"That's
exactly what I asked myself. I'm thinking someone tied them and left them in
the woods and then brought them back, but I don't know why. I need a
motive."
"Well,
Walter's here already, you can talk to him, but do it later, enjoy the evening
first," she smiled and turned around to her dressing table to apply her
lipstick. Then she took her red rose hair pin and slipped it into her hair.
She turned
around, "How do I look?"
"Good
enough to eat," realizing the absurdity of what he said, he shook his head
and began, "I mean…"
"Never
mind," Luna laughed, "Come on, let's go out."
Luna
grabbed his hand and led him into the main room, it was already filling up and
the band was warming up.
"Sit
here, it's the best seat," Luna whispered, as she sat Alejandro down at a
table near the stage. It did have a perfect view of the whole room and he also
had an easy view of Walter in the back.
Luna looked
at him inquisitively, and touched his shoulder as she walked away to the stage
where she started the show. After she sang a few songs, she took a break and
came to sit next to Alejandro.
"Very
nice," Alejandro nodded in approval.
"I
love to sing, but I love dancing better."
They each
had a drink and a few bites to eat before the band started playing some
invigorating dance music.
Alejandro
stood up, "Well Luna, would you like to dance with me?"
"If
you can keep up with me," Luna put her finger tips through her hair and
tucked it behind her ear as she stood up. Alejandro held out his hand, Luna
took it, and then he led her to the dance floor.
It was
Salsa music. They danced faster and faster. The crowd made extra room in the
middle for them; Alejandro was spinning Luna around in a wide circle.
"I had
no idea you could dance so well, you’re a detective," Luna said
breathlessly.
"I
wasn't always a detective, I used to be choreographer and teach dance in Mexico ."
Luna raised
her eyebrows, "what a pleasant surprise."
They didn't talk anymore, they were too breathless. A few
couples stopped dancing just to watch. They were both very impressive. The song
ended all too soon.
"Again?"
Alejandro asked.
"I'd
love to, but I must rest before I sing again in a few minutes. Later."
Alejandro nodded
and led her back to their table and they sat down. Alejandro looked back to
where Walter was sitting only to find him missing. He stood up.
"Oh,
know, Walter's gone!" He whispered excitedly.
"Sit
down, look, see him going down the hall there with a friend? He'll be
back."
"Oh."
Alejandro sat back down.
Luna went
back up on stage to sing a few more songs. Alejandro kept an eye out for Walter
who soon came back alone. Alejandro considered going to the back, but decided
to wait until the show was over for Luna's sake. Alejandro had some more to eat
and drink, and then watched Luna sing. Every once in a while she would look
into his eyes, but he would look away, realizing he had let his feelings go way
too far. He though, was there any turning
back? Maybe something could work. No, it wouldn't be fair. He sighed and
looked back at Walter.
Soon
enough, Luna came back for her second brake, "Dance now? It'll be slower
this time."
Alejandro
nodded, "Okay," he got up picked up Luna's hand and they strolled
onto the dance floor where slow, rich, warm music was playing. Alejandro put
his arm around Luna's waist and then she leaned her head on his shoulder and
they moved their feet to the music.
"I'm
glad you're here to take care of this case," Luna whispered.
"Me
too Luna," he stroked her silky black hair. "But this," he
sighed, "us, it could never work."
"I
know, just be quiet now."
Know what? Alejandro questioned himself,
but he obeyed, and was just quiet until the song ended. Alejandro stopped and
held Luna by her bare shoulders at arms length and looked into her face.
"I'm
not going to sing anymore," she said, "We can keep dancing."
"Okay,
if you want to." Another song started and they resumed their previous
position. Soon all the guests left, and all that was left was the staff, the
band, and Walter Brown. Luna brought him over.
"Walter,
this is Alejandro Perez, he's investigating the disappearance of those four men
from three weeks ago and he would like to talk to you."
"Hi,
how do you do? Have a seat! Have a drink! Pedro, bring me a bottle! What can I
do for you Senior Perez?"
Alejandro
sat down and Luna left them alone.
"So
having a nice evening with the pretty lady, eh?"
Alejandro
smile politely, "I just have a few questions about those men. Don't worry,
I'm not here about the dealing."
"Oh,
so you know about that, eh?"
"I'm
here investigating a murder, not a cocaine dealing."
"Looked
to me like you were investigating a woman."
Alejandro
threw his fist down on the table, "This is serious Walter! Four men are
dead, and you're the prime suspect at this point so you'd do well to
cooperate!"
"Alright
young man, I was only teasing. I'll tell all."
"Good!
Let's have it!"
"I was
expecting those men for a deal. I had met them all once before. I took them to
the back, deal went well, I left them there talking, I left and went home
through the back door. That's it. I never saw them again. They paid in full
that night. Where were the bodies found?"
"In
the dumpster in the alley," Alejandro felt like he was back at square one.
"Well,
I'll tell you one thing, and I tell the truth. Last night, everyone thought
that I had left when I was really smoking in a corner in the alley waiting for
someone, I saw a woman, Luna, I'm pretty sure, dumping a big bag of stuff after
everyone else was gone. I don't think she saw me. She went back inside, and
then left for home in a few more minutes. Sorry all you have got is me as a
witness, but ask anyone, I'm honest at least."
Alejandro
bit his lip. Why, why?! Walter really
did seem as if he was telling the truth. Besides, Luna could have been dumping
trash before the bodies were dumped.
Alejandro
hesitated, "What did it smell like?"
"I
don't know, I was far down, it was windy. I've got a bad nose anyhow. Look, I'm
really sorry man, I like Luna, and I would never want to hurt her."
"Alright,
thanks for your help. Will you be here to tomorrow night?"
"
Maybe, it's Luna's night off, I'll have to see who the guest singer is."
"Okay,
well, I'll be here, hope to talk to you again, goodnight."
"Good
night Alejandro," Walter blew smoke out of his lungs and then put his
cigar to his lips.
Alejandro
left quickly without seeing Luna again. How could he? His heart was aching. He
drove home and tried to get some sleep.
La Luna Roja- Part 3
by Julia Nercessian
Anxiousness and anger filled Alejandro’s body. But Luna Castillo filled
Alejandro’s mind. He tossed and turned in his bed all night, trying to think of the case.
But his mind was on Luna, and how their chemistry enchanted the nightclub while they
danced. Latin beats, clicking heels, and the sound of Luna’s rich voice pulsed in his
head as if he were still at the nightclub. Alejandro couldn’t lie in bed any longer, so he
paced around his apartment. The rhythm of the two dancing remained in his body as
he walked. He closed his eyes to picture Luna spinning in her red, silk dress with her
scarlet rose pin in her wavy black hair. He could still feel her waist as they sambaed
and tangoed while all eyes where fixated on them.
Alejandro finally decided he wanted to go and find Luna. He rushed putting his
clothes on, brushed his teeth with extra tooth paste, and sprayed cologne on his body.
Outside, it was still dark with the bright glow of the full moon. “FULL MOON!” Alejandro
suddenly thought. He started feeling his fur oozing out from under his skin. A muzzle
and a pair of pointy ears slowly grew on his head, and Alejandro’s torso became large
and round. His hands and feet were no longer there, instead they were enormous paws
that can kill a person with one strike. The screaming from pain soon became a mighty
howl that reminded him to hide before anyone saw his transformation.
Alejandro trotted through dark alley ways, and tried to hide behind dumpsters.
When he took a minute to sit down, he remembered Luna.
“What will she think if she sees me like this. She will never want to look at me, or
have anything to do with me ever again!” Alejandro panicked. He walked with a very
nervous gait, then realized,
“ What am I saying? She won’t know who I am. I’m a wolf! Oh my goodness, if
she sees me, she is going to report a roaming, vicious wolf to the police. Then the
police will tell me, and then, and then, the only option they would possibly think of is to
kill me!”
Alejandro took deep breaths and paced around the alley. The dark twilight night
was now turning to a deep purple and he decided to go home. His mind was racing
and Alejandro didn’t know what to do. He wanted to do something that was best for
Luna, and for his secret. Alejandro drifted off into fantasies where Luna and himself
would chase rabbits and other wild game in a field with long, green grass and small
wild flowers. And after, they would harmoniously shred the flesh of the animals that
they caught and enjoy their presence together with her voice singing in the
background.
Speaking of flesh, Alejandro smelled something potent and that made his head
shoot towards the direction of La Luna Roja. He leaped out from his door and galloped
straight toward the nightclub. Alejandro’s nose was so powerful that he could smell
By Julia Nercessian
miles and miles away. The aroma made his eyes dilate, and his mouth foamed with
saliva. As he came closer to La Luna Roja, Alejandro started identifying the scent.
“Pigeon? Maybe an alley cat?” But then he took one last sniff of the air, and slid
to a halt.
“No, it’s human.”
It was very hard to concentrate on the situation with the strong, dynamic
essence of fresh human, and the thought that it’s coming from La Luna Roja made it
even worse.
“It couldn’t be the dumpster, because it was emptied. I saw them clear the
bodies with my own eyes.” Alejandro took more time to think, and remembered that the
men were killed in a wolf attack. He realized that if the smell of flesh was coming from
the same wolf, then Alejandro can get a closer look in is werewolf form. So he set off to
the nightclub and hoped to find something that would give him answers.
Finally Alejandro arrived at La Luna Roja. He lurked in the shadow to keep it low
and tried to creep around corners, as it was easier in human form. The sent was so
strong it was making Alejandro shake. He stole a peek in the front door and noticed it
was open!
“Why would the front door be open this early? Luna usually doesn’t get here
until eight.” He walked in cautiously because he saw that nobody was in the front
room. Slowly, Alejandro made his way to the lounge. Nobody was there, but he noticed
that Luna’s dressing room door was slightly open. He took a glance at what was in her
dressing room and paused. Alejandro paused, then started hyperventilating, and then
looked back in the dressing room just to make sure he saw what he saw. It was a
glossy black werewolf, with a scarlet red hairpin near it’s ear, tearing apart two human
beings.
Alejandro obviously new Luna was the werewolf, and he pieced the whole
puzzle together. It wasn’t Walter Brown, or the “mysterious wolf” that killed the four
men. The wolf was Luna Castillo, love of Alejandro’s life. After he thought of all the
consequences that he might receive, Alejandro decided to bring back his cool and
suaveness.
“ Are you going to share any of that?” Alejandro asked, leaning against the door
frame. Luna looked up and was startled, but after she figured out who it was, she
wasn’t so afraid anymore.
“ Help yourself senor.” Luna looked down, and they remained quiet until they
finished eating their raw meal.
“Tell me, where did you go last night? I looked for you everywhere, then Senor
Walter told me you left. I thought you wanted to be with me, dancing, eating, drinking,
and having a good time.” Luna’s eyes were even bigger now that she was a werewolf.
So the sadness in them made Alejandro’s heart melt.
“ I had to go home to clear my head, and I do want to be with you!” Alejandro
barked, “ I was confused last night, I thought it wasn’t going to work out between us.
But when I went home, I realized that I missed you very much. Mi amor, I want to be
with you forever. Thats why I came to find you. To ask you to always be by my side.”
Luna was at a loss for words, but she felt the same way.
By this time, the sun was starting to come in through the window. All of the
sudden, their bodies transformed into their normal human selves. When they got on
their feet, they ran and embraced each other. Alejandro ran his fingers through her thick
hair, and Luna held his face in her soft hands while tears of joy slowly ran down her
supple cheeks. They kissed with passion and Luna reminds Alejandro that they should
hide the bones somewhere. When they finished putting the bones in a trash bag, Luna
sprayed perfume around her dressing room so the stench would be camouflaged.
The rest of the day went as usual. Luna sang in the nightclub, and Alejandro
watched and listened with a margarita always by him. They danced when she took a
break, and every time they stepped on the dance floor, the club-goers would make
room in the center of the floor for them. Alejandro and Luna set the ambiance with
every move they made. Their life went on together, and Alejandro became part owner
of La Luna Roja. As for the case, he took care of everything. And he made sure Luna
and La Luna Roja stayed safe, for he loved them both very much.
THE END
