I giggled softly. João was very good at his assumptions. No wonder I left the decision to take the lead of cases always in his hands. The man knew what he was doing most of the time."Maybe that's why we ended so easily," I spoke in the tone of those who prefer to conclude the subject. "Well, I just called to apologize for the delay, but if you keep talking to me, I'll be even later.”"The office is yours, woman," he said, laughing. "Take the day off and that's it.”"I can't, I want to solve my problems with my new client.”João made a suggestive sound."You're more interested than before in this case, aren't you?”"It's intriguing, I confess.”"Confess that you found the deta student a hell of a hottie," he said in an accusatory tone."Wez, I've never spoken with a laugh, but the lie was obvious.”"Right, I won't insist, you must already be burning out of shame. I'll save some for later, when you get to the office," he said with an evil laugh. "We'll be waiting for you, little boss.”
The next day, my head was hurting as if I had been hit or had suffered from a heavy and terrible hangover. I knew that none of the things were possible, but still, I tried to wake up carefully, getting up with both hands on my head. Painkillers were some of the few medicines we could find in the infirmary, but explaining to the guards that my pain was real was the real problem. In general, we only received any medication with legitimate evidence that we were sick or injured. A big bureaucracy for nothing. It was better to continue in pain." Dude... what a night..." murmured Ramirez, still lying on the bed above mine. He yawned loudly, like a lion. "God forgive me for doing this to my wife. It's been so long since we last saw the call girls, I couldn't resist. I'm going to pray ten more our father tonight.”"Only a fortnight ago," I said as I stood up and used the vase. "And praying for more times won't change the fact that you cheated on your wife, but I understand. It's better that
Joana shrugged. The gesture made me look in the direction of her breasts, because that suit was looser than the day before, and it gave me a better sense of how voluminous and attractive her body was. Holy shit."Because I want you to trust me. I want to start this by changing this formality unnecessarily. I am your lawyer, I demand respect, but I also want your friendship.”Respect. Everything I wasn't giving at the time. I sighed softly to control myself. Damn male instincts."And will we start this friendship with informal treatments? "I asked again."Yes," she said, again gesturing with her shoulders. I controlled my eyes this time. "This includes cute nicknames. Use it without fear.”"Lioness" I said softly.Joana leaned slightly on the chair, frowning her face."I didn't listen, babe."I prefer to call you Lioness," I replied, a little louder. "If you allow me.”"Of course," she said, shrugging. "If it's your fetish to give nicknames with animal names, then so be it.”"And what
"And what would be your fetish, lawyer?", but what the fuck question was that? And how the fuck could I get away from the answer so easily? If the subject had not deviated to a totally different aspect, I would have ended up confessing that my fetishes included extreme domination, euphoria, and naughtiness. Because I was too sincere and gossip beyond the account. And all my professionalism would be thrown down the drain if I had had more time on that subject.”But, thank God, Pablo started coughing and my attention was directed to his terrible state of health. Since the day before on our first date, I noticed that he really looked bad. The next day, he looked a little better, but the fact that he was constantly sick worried me. I knew the inmates died a lot in prison. I couldn't wait for it to happen to sue the place for mistreatment and negligence. Many inmates deserved that, but defending my client would become difficult if death was hovering over their shoulders.So I did the best
The dangerous brother appeared at the open door of the intimate cell a few moments later, being escorted by a pair of guards. Pablo watched me with a slight shock, so he watched the doctor next to me."Do you really think I was joking? "I spoke in an ironic tone, sitting on the hard mattress, but of dense foam that was in that peculiar cell. The doctor was already sitting next to me, removing his work instruments from a small suitcase. Pablo Soares came in, suspicious. I indicated a chair with my chin. "Sit down, Pablo, let's check what's really going on with you.”To my surprise, the prisoner sat down, still suspicious, still too cautious, but stood still in the chair. The doctor got up, putting the stethoscope in his ears.I leaned on the bed with my palms of my hands open, evaluating the way Pablo's large body was tense by the doctor's approach and even more tense when he asked the man to take off his shirt.For a moment I thought he didn't want to do that because he was in front o
Damn it was Joana Jones, but she really kept her word to take me to the doctor. I couldn't go in the same car as her. I went inside an armored car and heavily closed by the police, but still with two big and armed men in the back seats with me, and my hands handcuffed, I have never felt so free.I couldn't see the outside very well, and I even avoided stretching my neck, so that the police wouldn't notice and make any jokes. That day, none of them were in a good mood, not even me.It was dawn. I hadn't even slept. Joana got that authorization from the judge in a matter of hours, and there we were exploring the city in search of a confidential hospital that did not refuse to attend to a prisoner.The cops ripped me out of the car without being too careful, so I ended up hitting my head when I forgot to keep it down until I left, too moved by the cold winds of that morning to be able to notice anything else.There were no cars in the parking lot where we stopped, so that could only say
" Why aren't you sleeping? "I asked.Joana opened a smart smile, shrugging her shoulders."You need me, so I'm here.”"I could wait.”"I couldn't, no," said the doctor, pulling that clip off my finger. "I need an electrocardiogram and some complementary exams. Apparently, it's not just a mild pneumonia that worries me.”"Do everything necessary," said Joana, without any hesitation. "I have enough free time to follow all the processes.”"Slep a little," I asked softly, fearing that she would notice my concern and get angry about it. "You look tired.”Joana just watched me."I'm almost always tired.”"Why?”She didn't answer. Joana turned to the doctor and asked for tests in addition to those he had mentioned, specifying blood tests to make sure that there were no major immunological diseases disturbing my body. There was a time when the doctor had to leave the room, so I was alone with Joana. I lowered my eyes when she turned towards me."You don't have to worry about me, Pablo. You ar
The next day, I didn’t pay any visits to Pablo.That appointment had taken at least four hours from my early hours, so I had to postpone some appointments and sleep in the morning until early afternoon. My luck is that my sisters were too busy to stay at home, because the uproar they provoked when they were together was the real apocalypse.Twice I was woken up while trying to rest the lost hours, but the screams of the twins and my older sister screaming back always left me in a state of alert.Finally, when they finally disappeared to fulfill their routine tasks, I was able to rest. But the sleep didn't last long. I had trouble sleeping that not even the strongest tranquilizer could handle. For some time I kept consulting a psychiatrist and using the natural remedies he prescribed me, but they didn't do much good.When I slept, my dreams were the worst possible. I remembered that damn day twelve years ago, when I went down the stairs following in Jessy's footsteps and we found our f