Peter flashed a sort of smile."That's what I was going to ask you if it was your cousin Gerald who sent them. We thought maybe he was doing it to apologize, but no..." he shook his head. "I didn't think it was possible, Max didn't think so either. Honestly, Maximiliano didn't like that violation of his privacy, that's why they moved out of the hotel, but that's it, no problem. Do you think we should be even more careful with him? With Gerald?"Daniel snorted a good puff of air, getting a little nervous, thinking about her words as he shook his head, accompanied by a few grimaces."Perhaps, yes. Maybe... though I hope my words and the occasional scolding from Aunt will work to make him sit still."Peter smiled and drank, almost finishing his drink."Another one?"The blond nodded, amiable, always charming, yet serious."Daniel, I've been very curious about what happened between you and Hilary. What happened? Weren't you two about to get married?"Daniel avoided a sigh and a snort of i
Maximiliano broke the visual connection with his wife to pick up the glass and take another sip."No," Carla said, placing one hand over Max's. In her chest, she felt a strong pressure for not wanting to ask the respective questions. "What did you just tell me?"Max sighed after that question. Carla had to take her hand off the glass because Max didn't want to let go of his. He downed the entire drink and returned the glass to the table. Then, he turned to face her."Peter was the one who figured it out, but we're not sure yet. We think know the man who was messing up the receptionist at that gym."Carla was speechless again."Wait a minute. If you know him, I could recognize him with a picture, couldn't I? Max, with a picture, I can recognize him; show it to me.""Correct, I know that with a picture you could recognize him," he almost didn't say it."So...? Show me the picture."Max moved the chair to lean forward and rest his elbows on his legs."Max?""Before looking at the picture
Maximiliano kept an eye on Carla all night long. Especially in the early hours of the morning, after Peter Embert called from The City to announce an emergency: the death of Hilary Summer, Daniel Glint's girlfriend, or whom he defined to people as his ex.Carla didn't just do facial recognition when she saw Daniel on the Internet that day. The blond security agent from his office called "Spaceship," sent to Maximiliano's private email (the same mailbox he shared with George J. Miller, too) an image of the girl who was the party boy's partner, the same woman he lied about all the time.Carla saw the picture; Max showed it to her after dinner, when she had calmed down from the shock of seeing Glint. The picture showed a beautiful, smiling young woman. Carla didn't know of her passing when she said, "That's her.""It's strange to see her so beautiful," his wife commented, adding that she remembered the woman with a frightened, terrified look on her face.When Max reported her passing, Ca
Benjamin Jarr still had the new mission, but he knew that January 17 was about to end. He wanted to know why Claudia Leslie Chawic was still in town and why she was now signing up for more classes when she assured him that she would soon travel to Europe to begin her vacation in earnest; it didn't make sense to him.He got to know Hilary Summer, but few words ever crossed paths with her; on one of those occasions, he made friends with Daniel. Although, he was overwhelmed by the news. Deep down, he wasn't surprised, sharing that opinion with his direct line manager, Peter Embert. Daniel was impulsive and treated his girlfriend with a reverence beyond the ordinary. Daniel showed, without caring if others saw him, how jealous he was. Now, not only was he a suspect in that death, but the agents were almost certain that the autopsy they expected to be performed on the girl would reveal physical abuse and that, in the ongoing investigation, more data would come to light, such as psychologic
"Are you watching The Wild Project podcast?" Carla came to the kitchen with that question, finding Maximiliano having a coffee, with a tablet on the marble countertop with its small tripod so he could see the screen well.They shared a lunch after days without doing so. It was already seventeen, around 13:00hrs. Maximiliano went to change his clothes after lunch, putting on something light: a pair of jeans, boots, black shirt with sleeves rolled up, and decided to prepare a good coffee that they could both drink and talk."Sit down, please," Max asked.Carla had gone to spruce up a bit, to rest the pasta she gobbled down earlier, putting on comfortable clothes, with a pair of black leggings, a white blouse with loose-fitting sleeves, and ballerinas in the same color as the fine fabric pants.Max looked at her and detailed that this was not the only garment she had put on, seeing how a thin strip of lycra of a light color that he could not see well from there, but guessing what this hi
Carla loved swimming and the last time she did it was that unfortunate night when her life changed and took a major turn.Despite everything that had happened and what she was about to face, she understood that traumas are released by confronting them, and getting back in the pool and swimming was one way to do that.Not only did she wear her swimsuit, which was a gold-colored bikini and bra double piece. She also brought her cell phone so she wouldn't be cut off and thus, likewise, not feel completely alone, although when she swam, she usually preferred to do it that way, in solitude, and loved it.There were a few times that she walked around the building, and now that it was daytime, she was very pleased to see everything around her. The place was daubed with luxury. The predominant colors were gray, beige, and a bit of gold, too, stainless steel in machines or other objects, beauty and neatness everywhere, and glass doors that combined very well with things made of wood.The area
CHAPTER 73."Look, Claudia, I'm not going to tell you again, stop making a fuss. Sit down, please, so we can talk like the civilized people we are. You have never been a loud or disorderly woman, so please show it right now, be civilized, because you are. And sit the hell down."Maximiliano was on the edge of his patience with Claudia; he didn't know what the hell was wrong with her, but obviously, her attitude blamed her for a lot; it blamed her even for more than he could think.Claudia looked at B.J. and then at Maximiliano. The guard remained stoic, almost without looking at the two of them. He was still standing, present as a witness to the conversation, but oblivious to what was going on. Of course, for Claudia, that isolated behavior was enclosed in quotation marks because she knew that Benajmin was listening to everything perfectly and with great attention.She looked again at Maximiliano and understood that he was already quite fed up, in a way she did not see before. Sincere
"Daniel talked to me the same night of Three Kings Day, right after my presentation at the original Glint bar."All the guards and agents were alert to what Claudia was about to say. For Maximiliano, as well as for them, it was a good start and an indication that the blonde girl finally mentioned "the party boy".She continued:"He told me to want to play a joke on you. One of those jokes that friends sometimes make to say goodbye to bachelorhood, since you didn't have a bachelor party, nor did you invite him to the wedding. Also, he was mad because you didn't attend the celebration he invited you to, the one that night." She sighed, feeling how the weight on her shoulders seemed to lift from there, but to move to other parts of her anatomy, like her hands, which she rubbed endlessly. She wiped away her tears and sucked in through her nose, so she could continue. "You and I know how Daniel is; we know he likes to play practical jokes on his acquaintances, and sometimes he is euphoric;