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CHAPTER 68

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
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