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Almost caught in the act
“ Bonjour, un café, s'il vous plaît!”
I am the first to arrive at the café in front of the newsstand where newspapers and magazines are sold. Unfortunately, it is still closed, which suggests that my anxiety has managed to beat even the sun this morning. I sip my coffee while my fingernails are tapping on the small wooden table, marking the seconds that this employee is late.
It is already the second cup of coffee and nothing from him. I take a deep breath, mentalizing that I cannot behave like a stressed-out boss who converts every minute into money. Because anyway, the people I care about reading the fantastic good news are still sleeping wrapped in their imported sheets. And thank heavens I don't have to order a third cup of coffee, the clerk arrives and with him
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Refreshed walls, renovated furniture, and even a false bottom cabinet. Nothing too extravagant to arouse suspicion about my real financial situation beyond a mere saving that I will use as justification for this renovation and to have something to eat.“ There you go, mademoiselle! Lock changed. This is a good one, it will be difficult to open. Only if the door is knocked down.”“ I will test it…”, I speak to the locksmith and he looks at me with an incredulous look: "You think a mademoiselle can't open a door without a key?“ I, I…”
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Amélia's residence is what you might call a real apartment. With four spacious rooms and a failed attempt to imitate Adam Arnault's decoration, in a version in nude colors and a gray belonging to occasional objects such as sofas, pictures, and carpets. However, the bills left under the door deliver that everything here is not yet entirely hers. There are a lot of installments missing and some are overdue. But, the need to keep herself on another level puts what is essential in second place and drowns her in a sea of debts, which are not worse than the ones she will have to pay for me.After a brief reading, I put the correspondence on the glass table in the dining room and go to find the refrigerator in the kitchen at the other end of the house. It is as well equipped as Jean's, but a complete waste confirmed by my disappointment when I open
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“ Suzy?!”, It's Jean and he recognized my voice.“ Pardon, mademoiselle! It's just my car key, I didn't mean to scare you! I came to get Amelia who is not feeling very well and I ended up going in through the back door. It's all dark outside and you can hardly tell where the entrance or exit is.”For a moment I assumed that he had found out something about me and would make use of the dark to reveal a sleeping demon inside him who awoke with a thirst for revenge, therefore, nothing could be fairer than to murder the daughter of the man who dictated her father's death. However, it is all just a coincidence, an unfortunate one at that.“ In fact, from lawyer to murderer would be an ironic twist!”
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