CHAPTER 45

"Are you ok?" Maximiliano asked after the meeting was over. Carla did not answer.

They walked in the cold. Outside, a sudden rain had fallen, not at all long-lasting, but it made the weather worse. To anyone, it would seem that their hurry had to do with the low temperatures. Maximiliano might have been in a hurry because of that, even if he had great endurance every time he'd go through winters, but Carla had other reasons to move fast: not to run into Brandon, not to give him the chance to talk, because she was still not over the shock of having found out that he worked there and she would practically be his boss now. Or worse, that her husband, by contrast, would be his boss. Deep down, in the conscious part of her brain, it all seemed surreal, absolutely crazy. In her visceral part, annoyance and discomfort danced together starring everything.

They crossed the short, wide corridor of damp bricks after passing through the landscaped areas. They were reaching the vehicle, when Brand