Bab 76: Mom
Alex PVs
When Don said Katarina Rostova, I had the fright of my life, it's one thing for you to have doubts, another for you to have all your suspicions confirmed, I shook all over and said in a hoarse voice. "Why did Katarina fail her mission, from what I've heard about her it's kind of hard for that to happen!"
Don, who was drowning in memories, didn't notice my strangeness and answered my question without caring about anything. "Hahaha... Dude, before we're agents, spies, assassins, or anything else, we're mostly human and prone to failure like all normal humans.
What happened to my daughter was simple, she failed the mission because she got pregnant, stopped prioritizing the mission, and started prioritizing the child in her belly."
My heartbeat was like a samba school drum, but I kept calm and listened to the old man talk until he got to the son's part, I lost all structure and asked. "What happened to the child, did you make her miscarry?"
Upon hearing my question, veins popped out of the old man's forehead and he said. "Are you crazy, or are you trying to offend me? I would never do anything that would hurt my family, what happened to Vladimir was terrible, he died in childbirth, and it created a crack in our family structure, looking back on the past I realize that it was my actions that led to the ruin of my family."
I looked at the old man who was wallowing in pain and regret and said. "What month was the child born, and why do you say it was the downfall of your family?"
Don without looking at me continued talking. "My daughter was too young for this kind of mission, but I sent it anyway, even though she was pregnant I left her near an unknown man, and even at the birth of my grandson I was not present, Vladimir was stillborn I was not present to give support and comfort to my little girl! I will never forget February 25, 1977..."
When he said the boy's date of birth, I cried, silently shed my tears, and remembered all the interactions I had with my mother in my past life, and a few minutes later I asked. "What was your daughter's reaction to losing her son?"
Don cried a little too and then calmed down, took a sip of tea, and said. "After Vladimir's death she changed a lot, she moved away from me and my wife, the only person she was close to and still treated normally was her childhood friend Ilya Koslov and no one else, after the death of her firstborn, ever But I saw her smile again, until the birth of my granddaughter Marsha.
After my granddaughter was born, she regained her happiness and did everything to keep her daughter happy and well, I think the whole family was equal, we all wanted to protect our princess from everything, as with Vladimir it was not possible, until today I feel that if I had sent that mission to hell, I wouldn't have lost my grandson!"
"Do you know what happened to Earl Swagger after he returned to America?"
Don looked at me seriously for the first time, he looked into my face and his eyes were widening and then he asked. "Who are you, why do you look like him?"
I looked at Don with a smile on my face and said. "You honestly are terrible, I've been in front of you for over an hour and you've never looked me in the face, to answer your question, I'll pick up where your story left off.
First, let's go to my name, my name is Alexander Charles Swagger, Earl Swagger's firstborn, nice to meet you!"
Don heard the words about his visit he was surprised, so he asked. "Why... Why... Why are you here, it's not possible! How, how do you look so much like her!"
I gave a gentle smile at the thought of my father and spoke. "As I said before, I will continue your story, only on Earl Swagger's part. According to what my grandmother said, my father, came from Russia with a baby, and he left me in his care, Earl was demoted and sent to Viatnã where he injured his leg and ended up becoming an army instructor and after a few years he returned home and became sheriff until he was shot and killed in 1991, a very interesting year if I may say so."
Don was crazy about the information he just got, but he didn't pay attention, just the first part where I say that Earl came back from Russia with a baby, and that's what he decided to ask. "Are you saying that Earl came back from Russia with a baby, and that baby is you, tell me, boy, how old are you and what year were you born?"
I looked at Don and said. "Old man, I already told you! My grandmother told me that I wasn't born in America and that she didn't know where my hometown was, my father never told anyone except one person, but that's beside the point, but I know I came from Russia because his lover told me he served there, and now hearing your story I've put all the pieces together and by the look of your face I think you do too! About my birthday I do this on February 25th."
Don upon hearing the confirmation, went crazy and said. "It's not possible! It's not possible, my grandson was alive all this time, and I never knew, my daughter was tricked! That bastard, I'm going to kill him!"
I let out a dry laugh and spoke. "It's impossible for you to kill him since he's been dead for over 16 years!"
Don, hearing my dry laugh, knew he had made a mistake, after all, he just threatened his grandson's father in front of him, and the worst thing is that the guy was already dead, feeling guilty he says. "I didn't know, I've been here for 16 years too and I don't know what's going on with the people of my time, I'm sorry.
At least you met your father, unlike my daughter, who can never hold you or take care of you!" At the end of his words, he was irate.
I looked at the old man's face, which changed expression every few seconds and said. "I don't approve of his activities, but I can't say that if I were in his shoes I wouldn't do the same, I think you would too!"
Don was silent for a while, but in the end, he sighed and said. "I would do it without a second thought! And that's why I'm not judging your father for that attitude, but still, I think you had a right to know about your mother, even in death he deprived you of knowing about her !"
"Well, Raymond Reddington found me 8 or 9 years ago! He never told you."
Don is surprised, so he says. "Maybe he doesn't know the truth, after all, you don't look so much like your father, you are more like your mother!"
I looked at the old man as if he were a rare animal and said. "I thought the old men were smart, but it seems I was wrong! Does he sure know who I am, or do you think he'd approach someone without knowing what he's getting himself into? And coming to think of it, a lot of things I don't know and didn't understand before, now they make sense!"
Don sighed and said. "It's true, that bastard would never let you near him without knowing everything about his life, but if he's known him for so long, why didn't he ever tell me...? Now that you say it, about 9, 10 years ago, he asked for my blood for a test, that must have been when he knew you were my grandson!"
I let out a wry smile and said. "Well... Mystery solved, soon he will appear, after all, you already called him, to know the truth the easiest way is to ask directly, he said he never lies, at least to me."
Don looked at me like I was an alien and said. "Do you believe he's going to tell you the truth just because you asked?"
I looked at Don and said. "Don't judge me based on your standards old man! I'm sure he knows the truth, you just confirmed that by saying he asked for your blood for testing! I'm just using this situation to know if he's going to lie to me, no take me like a fool Don!"
Don didn't answer for a moment and then he gave a bitter smile and said. "Nervous just like your grandmother! The day we met..."
Before Don could continue talking, a gun was pointed at my head, and I said. "Hello, Raymond...
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(A/N: Pass your POWER STONES or Ilya Koslov will steal your cookies!)
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