"Well, I don"t really know much. I"m sorry for what happened."
He says it and then freezes. He looks like the elephant that once he’s at the top of the platform he waits for the sugar.
"Did you ever notice anything strange in his behavior?" I ask him, " I dunno, a certain agitation in the last few weeks. Fear, worry..."
He shakes his head.
"He received phone calls during working hours, did he ever ask you for time off?"
He keeps shaking his head. He’s not of much use to me. I have the impression that I’m looking for a turnip between a dromedary’s butt cheeks.
"No one ever came to see him? Do you remember any particular episode that stuck with you?"
A sudden glimmer enlivens his gaze. He rests his elbows on the table, intertwines his fingers. They are pudgy, as you would expec
