Chapter 10 chapter Ten
Ever since he read the news of Frederick Stavros' death in the newspapers that day, Father Constantino has not been at peace.These days, he couldn't shake the shadow that Stavros' death had cast on him.Until now, when Bai took over the priesthood, his ears had heard the various confessions of thousands of people, but confessions as touching as Stavros's were really rare.Unfortunately, this poor man was killed in a car accident as soon as he was born again.No doubt this sequence of events had left an indelible impression on his mind.
"Hey, do you seem to have something on your mind?"
Father Constantino turned away. "It's nothing, my dear." Lying beside him was a handsome naked young man.
"Did I fail to make you happy?"
"You know you can, Georges."
"What the hell is that for? You look like I'm not here. For God's sake, don't."
"Don't blaspheme the Holy Spirit."
"But I don't want to be left alone."
"I'm sorry, dear. It's just that... one of my parishioners was killed by a car the other day."
"Then why don't we go together?"
"Naturally. But he was a very distressed child."
"You mean what's going on in his head?"
"No. He's got a terrible secret in his head, and it's taking too much mental strain on him."
"What secret?"
The priest touched the young man's buttocks lightly. "You should know that I have no right to disclose it to outsiders. That's what he told me in his confession."
"It appears that our previous level of trust was limited."
"No, Georges. But..."
"Bastard! If we hide something from each other, then no one will trust anyone from now on. You said that the person is dead. If that's the case, what's the point?"
"It's all right, I suppose. But..."
Georges Ratour leaned forward and put his arms around his bed partner's neck, then whispered into the priest's ear, "I'm just a little curious."
"You're making my ears tickle."
Georges began to stroke the priest's body.
"Oh...don't stop..."
"Then tell me."
"Okay. It won't hurt him to say it now anyway..."
Georges has been in this world for many years.Born in a poor area of Athens, he became a male prostitute at the age of 12.At first, he just found some drunkards and tourists from other places in the streets and alleys of Athens to make ends meet.He was born with a handsome brown face and a solid and strong build. When he was 16, a colleague said to him: "You're a sexy guy, Georges. But you're not using it well. I can introduce you to a place where the money is going to be great." That colleague did what he said.Since then, Georges has become a plaything in the hands of those dignitaries and dignitaries in the upper class of Greece, and has received considerable remuneration from them. When Latu met Nicos Viritos, the personal assistant of business tycoon Sparrows Lambero, his life changed fundamentally. "I love you," Nikos Viritos said to the young lad. "I won't allow you to pick up guests in the future. From now on, you belong to me." "Don't worry, Nicky. I love you too." Viritos kept sending him various gifts.He bought him clothes, paid his rent, and provided him with pocket money.But when Viritos is not around, he messes around outside, which makes Viritos a headache. To settle the matter once and for all, Viritos announced to him one day: "I have found you a job in the company of Sparos Lambero. From now on we can work together." "So you can stare at me all day, can't you? I don't want to..." "Of course I didn't do that, baby. I just wanted you to be closer to me." Georges Ratour insisted at first not to go, but then gave in.He worked as an errand boy in Lamborough's mailroom.In fact, this job gave him more opportunities to earn extra money outside.Father Constantino is one of his outside temporary employers.
In the afternoon, when Georgius Ratour left Father Constantino's, he felt an uncontrollable emotion in his heart.He realized that the secret the priest had revealed to him was sure to cause a sensation in the press, and he was thinking about how he could make the most of this opportunity.He could have told Nikos Viritos about it, but he had a better idea in mind.I should talk to my boss directly, Ratour told himself.Only in this way is the most cost-effective.
Early the next morning, Latu walked into the reception room of Sparrows Lambero. The secretary looked up from the desk. "Oh. The letter arrived early today, Georges." But Georges Ratour shook his head. "No, ma'am. I want to see Mr. Lambero." The female secretary smiled. "Really? Is there anything you want from him? Is there a business matter you want to talk to him about?" She mocked him. Latour said solemnly: "No, it's not that kind of thing. I just heard that my mother died, so I... I'm going home. I just came today to thank Mr. Lambereau for giving me this Work. Just a minute or two. But if he really can't get away..." He seemed to turn away immediately. "Wait a minute. I'm sure he'd love to see you." Ten minutes later, Georges Latour stood in the office of Sparrows Lambero.He had never set foot in this room before.The grandeur of the room simply overwhelmed him. "Well, boy. I'm sorry your mother's gone. Maybe I'll give you a small pension to-" "Thank you, sir. But that's not really why I'm here." Lamboreau looked at him from a frown. "I don't know what you want to do." "Mr Lamboro, I have some important information to share with you. I suspect it will be of great use to you." He saw a look of disbelief on Lamboreau's face. "Oh? Really? I'm busy, and if you don't mind, I'm afraid I'll have to—" "That's about Constantine Demiris." Latu hurriedly threw out this sentence first to stabilize the other party. "I have a very good friend who is a priest. A young man was hit by a car and killed as soon as he went out after he made a confession in his church. The confession he made to the priest was about Constance Ding Demiris's. What Mr. Demiris has done is horrific. Terrible. He deserves to go to jail for it. But if you're not interested in that..." After hearing this, Sparrows Lambero regained his spirits immediately. "Sit down and talk about...what's your name?" "Latour, sir. Georges Latour." "Very well, Latour. Can you tell slowly from the beginning..."
The marriage between Constantin Demiris and Marina had already existed in name only.However, so far, the conflict between the two has not escalated to the point of fighting each other. But that day, in a heated quarrel between them, Demiris finally set a precedent.It all started when Demiris seduced one of Marina's closest girlfriends. "You wish you could turn all the women into whores," she yelled at her husband. "Wherever you go, you bring filth." "Bitch! Shut your stinky mouth." "You don't have the power to silence me," Marina said unflinchingly. "I want the whole world to know what a bastard you are. My brother's right, you're a complete devil." Demiris slapped her hard when he heard this and raised his hand.Marina immediately ran out of the room. For the next week, the couple continued to quarrel.Constantine hit her again.So Marina packed a bag and flew to Atticus, her brother's private island.After a miserable week alone there, she immediately began to miss her husband.She found all kinds of reasons for his rough behavior and comforted herself with them. It should be my fault, Marina blamed herself.I shouldn't have made him lose his temper so forcefully.She told herself: He didn't really want to hit me.He just lost his self-control, so he didn't know what he was at all.If Coster didn't care about me, why would he do it to me?isn't it? But in the end, Marina also realized that all these reasons were nothing more than some self-deceiving excuses for her unwillingness to divorce.By the second Sunday, she finally couldn't bear to go back to her home. Demiris is in the study. When Marina entered the room, he looked up at her and said, "You're finally back." "This is my home, Coster. You are my husband, and I love you. But I have to tell you that if you touch me again, I will kill you." He stared into her eyes for a moment, thinking she would do that.
Oddly enough, since that conflict subsided, their relationship has indeed improved to some extent.Constantine has been carefully controlling his temper in front of Marina.Of course, he still continues to look for lovers outside as before.And of course Marina refused to humbly beg him to stop doing so.One day he would get tired of those slutty women, Marina thought selfishly.Sooner or later, he will feel that the woman he really needs is me.
One weekend evening, Constantin Demiris was about to go out after putting on his tux when Marina walked in. "where are you going?" "I have a date tonight." "You probably forgot that we're going to invite Sparrows to our house for dinner tonight." "I haven't. But now there's something more important than that meal." Marina followed him, furious. "I know what a big deal that is. You pervert! You're looking for that slut again. She's waiting for you to satisfy her." "You'd better watch your tongue. You're becoming more and more of a streetwoman, Marina," Demiris said, looking in the mirror. "I won't let you do that!" She had had enough of his insults herself, and now he had the audacity to want to insult her brother, which made her feel that she couldn't bear it.She had to restrain him.There was only one way, she knew in her heart. "We both have to stay home tonight," Marina continued. "Oh, really?" he asked coldly. "I wonder why?" "Don't you know what day it is?" she asked him defiantly. "No." "Today is the anniversary of the killing of your son, Coster. On this day last year, I had an abortion!" He suddenly stood there like a wooden pillar.Marina could see his pupils darkening. "I also asked the doctor to sterilize me so that I would not be able to conceive your child again." She lied calmly. He finally lost control completely. "Bitch!" He slapped her hard on the face, and then slapped her mindlessly. Marina screamed and ran downstairs, with Demiris urging behind her. He grabbed Marina at the top of the stairs, "I'm going to kill you!" he growled.When he hit her head and face again, she suddenly stumbled and rolled down the stairs.She lay on the ground whimpering in pain. "Oh God. Help me. I broke somewhere." Demiris stood there looking at her coldly. "I'll send the servant to fetch the doctor. I don't want to miss my appointment."
It's almost time for dinner.Suddenly, the phone rang. "Mr. Lamborough? I'm Dr. Metaxy. Your sister asked me to call and tell you that she's in my private hospital. Something's wrong with her..." When Sparrows Lambero entered the ward and saw Marina in this state, he was too surprised to say a word.After an examination, Marina was diagnosed with a broken arm and a concussion.Her face was swollen almost beyond recognition. Sparrows uttered only one sentence: "Konstantin." His voice sounded a little trembling with rage. Tears welled up in Marina's eyes immediately. "He didn't mean to do that," she said softly. "I have to kill him. I swear on my life." Sparrows has never been so angry as he is now. He couldn't imagine that Demiris would do such a thing to Marina.Of course we can't let him go.But how to cure him?You have to think of a way.He suddenly felt a little helpless.He now feels that it is time to find someone to advise him.As usual, he thought of Mrs. Pierris again.Maybe that clever woman could help him.
But he thought halfway: If my friends knew that I, Sparrows, also went to that witch for such a thing, they would definitely laugh at me.But in the past, many unexpected things really came true.It seems that I can only ask her for help.
They were sitting in a dimly lit cafe.She was much older than the last time he saw her.Mrs. Pierris looked at him silently. "I need your help, Mrs. Pierris," said Lambero. She nodded. Where to start? "A year ago there was a murder case in public. There was a woman named Catherine Douglas..." Immediately the expression on Mrs. Pierre's face began to change dramatically. "No." She moaned. Sparrows Lambero looked at her inexplicably. "She was murdered..." Mrs. Pierre rose to her feet. "No! The gods told me she was going to die!" Sparrows confuses her. "She's dead," he went on, "she was..." "She's still alive!" He was even more confused. "This is impossible." "She was here three months ago. They kept her in a monastery for a long time." He stared at her blankly.Suddenly, he suddenly understood.They locked her up in a convent.He remembered the monastery in Ioannina where Constantine Demiris used to donate money.That place is believed to be the scene of Catherine's murder.The information Lambero had received from Georges Latour was exactly in line with this.Demiris actually sent two innocent people to the guillotine for murdering Catherine, while on the other hand, he sent a living person to a monastery to hide. Thinking of this, Lamborgh realized that he had found the most effective way to deal with Constantine. Tony Rizzoli.
Georges has been in this world for many years.Born in a poor area of Athens, he became a male prostitute at the age of 12.At first, he just found some drunkards and tourists from other places in the streets and alleys of Athens to make ends meet.He was born with a handsome brown face and a solid and strong build. When he was 16, a colleague said to him: "You're a sexy guy, Georges. But you're not using it well. I can introduce you to a place where the money is going to be great." That colleague did what he said.Since then, Georges has become a plaything in the hands of those dignitaries and dignitaries in the upper class of Greece, and has received considerable remuneration from them. When Latu met Nicos Viritos, the personal assistant of business tycoon Sparrows Lambero, his life changed fundamentally. "I love you," Nikos Viritos said to the young lad. "I won't allow you to pick up guests in the future. From now on, you belong to me." "Don't worry, Nicky. I love you too." Viritos kept sending him various gifts.He bought him clothes, paid his rent, and provided him with pocket money.But when Viritos is not around, he messes around outside, which makes Viritos a headache. To settle the matter once and for all, Viritos announced to him one day: "I have found you a job in the company of Sparos Lambero. From now on we can work together." "So you can stare at me all day, can't you? I don't want to..." "Of course I didn't do that, baby. I just wanted you to be closer to me." Georges Ratour insisted at first not to go, but then gave in.He worked as an errand boy in Lamborough's mailroom.In fact, this job gave him more opportunities to earn extra money outside.Father Constantino is one of his outside temporary employers.
In the afternoon, when Georgius Ratour left Father Constantino's, he felt an uncontrollable emotion in his heart.He realized that the secret the priest had revealed to him was sure to cause a sensation in the press, and he was thinking about how he could make the most of this opportunity.He could have told Nikos Viritos about it, but he had a better idea in mind.I should talk to my boss directly, Ratour told himself.Only in this way is the most cost-effective.
Early the next morning, Latu walked into the reception room of Sparrows Lambero. The secretary looked up from the desk. "Oh. The letter arrived early today, Georges." But Georges Ratour shook his head. "No, ma'am. I want to see Mr. Lambero." The female secretary smiled. "Really? Is there anything you want from him? Is there a business matter you want to talk to him about?" She mocked him. Latour said solemnly: "No, it's not that kind of thing. I just heard that my mother died, so I... I'm going home. I just came today to thank Mr. Lambereau for giving me this Work. Just a minute or two. But if he really can't get away..." He seemed to turn away immediately. "Wait a minute. I'm sure he'd love to see you." Ten minutes later, Georges Latour stood in the office of Sparrows Lambero.He had never set foot in this room before.The grandeur of the room simply overwhelmed him. "Well, boy. I'm sorry your mother's gone. Maybe I'll give you a small pension to-" "Thank you, sir. But that's not really why I'm here." Lamboreau looked at him from a frown. "I don't know what you want to do." "Mr Lamboro, I have some important information to share with you. I suspect it will be of great use to you." He saw a look of disbelief on Lamboreau's face. "Oh? Really? I'm busy, and if you don't mind, I'm afraid I'll have to—" "That's about Constantine Demiris." Latu hurriedly threw out this sentence first to stabilize the other party. "I have a very good friend who is a priest. A young man was hit by a car and killed as soon as he went out after he made a confession in his church. The confession he made to the priest was about Constance Ding Demiris's. What Mr. Demiris has done is horrific. Terrible. He deserves to go to jail for it. But if you're not interested in that..." After hearing this, Sparrows Lambero regained his spirits immediately. "Sit down and talk about...what's your name?" "Latour, sir. Georges Latour." "Very well, Latour. Can you tell slowly from the beginning..."
The marriage between Constantin Demiris and Marina had already existed in name only.However, so far, the conflict between the two has not escalated to the point of fighting each other. But that day, in a heated quarrel between them, Demiris finally set a precedent.It all started when Demiris seduced one of Marina's closest girlfriends. "You wish you could turn all the women into whores," she yelled at her husband. "Wherever you go, you bring filth." "Bitch! Shut your stinky mouth." "You don't have the power to silence me," Marina said unflinchingly. "I want the whole world to know what a bastard you are. My brother's right, you're a complete devil." Demiris slapped her hard when he heard this and raised his hand.Marina immediately ran out of the room. For the next week, the couple continued to quarrel.Constantine hit her again.So Marina packed a bag and flew to Atticus, her brother's private island.After a miserable week alone there, she immediately began to miss her husband.She found all kinds of reasons for his rough behavior and comforted herself with them. It should be my fault, Marina blamed herself.I shouldn't have made him lose his temper so forcefully.She told herself: He didn't really want to hit me.He just lost his self-control, so he didn't know what he was at all.If Coster didn't care about me, why would he do it to me?isn't it? But in the end, Marina also realized that all these reasons were nothing more than some self-deceiving excuses for her unwillingness to divorce.By the second Sunday, she finally couldn't bear to go back to her home. Demiris is in the study. When Marina entered the room, he looked up at her and said, "You're finally back." "This is my home, Coster. You are my husband, and I love you. But I have to tell you that if you touch me again, I will kill you." He stared into her eyes for a moment, thinking she would do that.
Oddly enough, since that conflict subsided, their relationship has indeed improved to some extent.Constantine has been carefully controlling his temper in front of Marina.Of course, he still continues to look for lovers outside as before.And of course Marina refused to humbly beg him to stop doing so.One day he would get tired of those slutty women, Marina thought selfishly.Sooner or later, he will feel that the woman he really needs is me.
One weekend evening, Constantin Demiris was about to go out after putting on his tux when Marina walked in. "where are you going?" "I have a date tonight." "You probably forgot that we're going to invite Sparrows to our house for dinner tonight." "I haven't. But now there's something more important than that meal." Marina followed him, furious. "I know what a big deal that is. You pervert! You're looking for that slut again. She's waiting for you to satisfy her." "You'd better watch your tongue. You're becoming more and more of a streetwoman, Marina," Demiris said, looking in the mirror. "I won't let you do that!" She had had enough of his insults herself, and now he had the audacity to want to insult her brother, which made her feel that she couldn't bear it.She had to restrain him.There was only one way, she knew in her heart. "We both have to stay home tonight," Marina continued. "Oh, really?" he asked coldly. "I wonder why?" "Don't you know what day it is?" she asked him defiantly. "No." "Today is the anniversary of the killing of your son, Coster. On this day last year, I had an abortion!" He suddenly stood there like a wooden pillar.Marina could see his pupils darkening. "I also asked the doctor to sterilize me so that I would not be able to conceive your child again." She lied calmly. He finally lost control completely. "Bitch!" He slapped her hard on the face, and then slapped her mindlessly. Marina screamed and ran downstairs, with Demiris urging behind her. He grabbed Marina at the top of the stairs, "I'm going to kill you!" he growled.When he hit her head and face again, she suddenly stumbled and rolled down the stairs.She lay on the ground whimpering in pain. "Oh God. Help me. I broke somewhere." Demiris stood there looking at her coldly. "I'll send the servant to fetch the doctor. I don't want to miss my appointment."
It's almost time for dinner.Suddenly, the phone rang. "Mr. Lamborough? I'm Dr. Metaxy. Your sister asked me to call and tell you that she's in my private hospital. Something's wrong with her..." When Sparrows Lambero entered the ward and saw Marina in this state, he was too surprised to say a word.After an examination, Marina was diagnosed with a broken arm and a concussion.Her face was swollen almost beyond recognition. Sparrows uttered only one sentence: "Konstantin." His voice sounded a little trembling with rage. Tears welled up in Marina's eyes immediately. "He didn't mean to do that," she said softly. "I have to kill him. I swear on my life." Sparrows has never been so angry as he is now. He couldn't imagine that Demiris would do such a thing to Marina.Of course we can't let him go.But how to cure him?You have to think of a way.He suddenly felt a little helpless.He now feels that it is time to find someone to advise him.As usual, he thought of Mrs. Pierris again.Maybe that clever woman could help him.
But he thought halfway: If my friends knew that I, Sparrows, also went to that witch for such a thing, they would definitely laugh at me.But in the past, many unexpected things really came true.It seems that I can only ask her for help.
They were sitting in a dimly lit cafe.She was much older than the last time he saw her.Mrs. Pierris looked at him silently. "I need your help, Mrs. Pierris," said Lambero. She nodded. Where to start? "A year ago there was a murder case in public. There was a woman named Catherine Douglas..." Immediately the expression on Mrs. Pierre's face began to change dramatically. "No." She moaned. Sparrows Lambero looked at her inexplicably. "She was murdered..." Mrs. Pierre rose to her feet. "No! The gods told me she was going to die!" Sparrows confuses her. "She's dead," he went on, "she was..." "She's still alive!" He was even more confused. "This is impossible." "She was here three months ago. They kept her in a monastery for a long time." He stared at her blankly.Suddenly, he suddenly understood.They locked her up in a convent.He remembered the monastery in Ioannina where Constantine Demiris used to donate money.That place is believed to be the scene of Catherine's murder.The information Lambero had received from Georges Latour was exactly in line with this.Demiris actually sent two innocent people to the guillotine for murdering Catherine, while on the other hand, he sent a living person to a monastery to hide. Thinking of this, Lamborgh realized that he had found the most effective way to deal with Constantine. Tony Rizzoli.