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CHAPTER 43

OLIVIA.

I hated doctors, I hated being in the hospital. I wouldn't have wanted to worry anyone, I needed to be home.

But even my own home reminded me of him. And he reminded me of everything that happened.

What I will never forget. Ever.

Since my furtive outings with Carl began, I never thought of him as truly dangerous.

Yes, for a moment I believed and suspected that maybe he managed accounts of "heavy" people, as we usually say in Maracaibo City. These people are those who possess goods and wealth with money of dubious origin, creating around them a significant power, sometimes visible, sometimes not. The word "heavy" qualifies them in a rank that the common citizen should not get into.

I know what this job of calculating payments is, working with payrolls that adhere to the administration of accounts, reviewing other people's money, touching it, handling it, I like it, it is what I have been studying, but in my very particular case, apart from not having practiced until now, I run
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