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;
Carla was on fire. She felt jealousy and it was the first time she experienced it so strongly for her husband.She didn't stop to analyze herself; her mind only wanted to discuss with him, to clarify doubts, and that he could confirm every single thing said by that woman in the bodyguard's apartment."Why are you beating around the bush with my questions?" Carla and Max stopped in the living room, in front of the marble countertop. "Why don't you answer me?""What the hell is wrong with you, Carla? First, what's gotten into you now for spying on me? I may not know you completely or for years, but you have shown me, or you have shown me until today, to be an educated, respectful, and privacy-conscious woman.""Years? Years, you say? The same years you've known this woman? If I am rude and not respectful at all, what is she then?" Because there's a reason why you shouldn't mind talking so openly about her affairs in front of your guards.""What do you mean? Yes, she has made a blunder w
"Max..."That was more than enough for him, the mention of his name in that delicious gasp unhinged him.The kiss enervated, and his hands squeezed her breasts over her clothes, reaching for the edge of her blouse without waiting for the world to end.Carla raised her arms, let herself be done, enraptured by his caresses, needing them like rain in the desert. She had to gasp, to lift her face as if she wanted to pull her face out of a raging sea. Bastidas' master lips, burning, setting fire to her breasts, burning the middle of them, between her ribs, on her abdomen, lifting the top piece of her bathing suit and releasing those tender, unhindered aureoles, evidence of all that was happening.Carla rested one foot on the floor, letting the two of them pull down those leggings she had put on to go swimming in the indoor pool a while ago, dragging with them the golden swimsuit bikini, leaving her with nothing underneath, leaving her in a partial nudity that was enough for the two of them
Max never tired of kissing her, and she never tired of letting him kiss and caress her. They could stay like this, together, concentrating on each other for hours.On top of her, he kissed her back, enjoying how her skin bristled with the touch of his lips against a complexion that had just lived episodes of pure eroticism.«How beautiful Carla is, how willing, how expert and ready for me», were some of Max's thoughts during or after making love to her.Many were the graceful occasions they loved each other that afternoon. Now it was night, the very night of the seventeenth of that first month of the year. They knew that there were still things pending to talk about, to discuss, to confess, but none of them wanted to burst that idyllic bubble of very thin glass that would bring with it, when it broke, dangerous shards of glass.However, Carla also wanted to put one foot on the ground."We must talk," she said, her voice a little husky, a little hoarse too, full of sleep and happiness.
Dressed in a king blue suit, a custom-made three-piece outfit, attorney George J. Miller, with his hair neatly cut and freshly shaved, carrying a thin black leather folio with him, keeping inside some black folders, walked with energetic steps through the aisles of a large shopping mall located not far from the center of The City.The weather was perfect; the cold was already subsiding, and the sunlight mingled with the shadows of the buildings and trees in the squares. For that fact, thanks to the good weather, he opted to enjoy that surprising coolness and didn't put on any jacket or overcoat over his expensive office attire.After passing through the glass doors of the mall, going up the central ladders, and crossing to the left, he went deeper and deeper among the various stores, just looking at them with the arrogant demeanor that suited him perfectly and pleased the women who saw him passing by, until he reached the elevator area, special and unique, destined for only one zone o
Maximiliano Bastidas changed the signal with Claudia Leslie at Peter's request, the woman could no longer leave London. It was better that she didn't do so until after Carla Davison's statement was released.After his wife told everything that had happened in the gymnasium that night to the state police, a statement that led to the delivery and receipt of the documents issued to Daniel Glint by attorney George J. Miller back in The City; a very interesting movement developed at Santa María clinic, the same one where Hilary Summer was a patient and the same one where she perished.The intervention of Mrs. Seda Bastidas with their foundation surprised Max very much. What wasn't told to anyone but the three bosses, the agents of the blond Peter Embert, Lenis Evans, and Carla, is the brilliant performance that Seda made together with the people who accompanied her to the Santa María clinic the same morning that Daniel received the papers.From minute one, Mrs. Bastidas was fascinated to i
George's assistant, a slightly short, well-dressed blonde in a white office suit with a white three-quarter length shirt and pants, white shoes, and slightly high heels, asked to enter her boss's office with a knock on his door. She preferred to do it that way only when a very important meeting was about to take place than to do it by pressing the intercom button and talking to him through the speaker.It was already January eighteenth, 16:30hrs. After lunch, the lawyer had just printed J.T.'s report on the meeting with the director of the clinic, sent by the same agent to his private data, and analyzed each of the words said by the doctor."Come in."The secretary obeyed and held the office door open to speak to him."The refreshments and the meeting room are ready, but the deposition will be delayed.""Why?" George took his eyes off the documents, resting them on the desk."Mr. Glint's lawyer called. He reported the delay, blaming himself for it: he must adjust the change in tuition