Chapter 72

David

When I was discharged, my father had already gone home. Sousa was also discharged, and we went together to my car, which my father had sent to pick me up.

As we go down the elevator, he says to me:

- Everything went perfectly, but hitting me like that was rude. My brain almost comes out of my nose.

I have to laugh.

- I hope you don't have any more inventions like these. When you get home, I will know the results of the searches, but we will already know if they have found anything.

- I didn't expect results. It was a means to an end. I bet the media is having a field day with all of this.

- You must not know your father. This will be hushed up in no time.

- True.

We got into the car and went to my house in silence. Then, the car took Sousa to his house, and I dismissed him and the driver until I returned to the club the next night.

I entered the house, and my father was arguing with my brother.

- I don't care about the whore. I want to know who took her. If it