CHAPTER 22
The night was warm, and although she liked to use the air conditioning, Veronica preferred the breeze that came with the wind. Sitting on the balcony, she watched the horizon wondering how her father would be at that moment. Certainly he was suffering and so was she for being away, but she needed to behave and accept the rules of that situation. She didn"t even know what was going on. Everything seemed strange and unfounded to her. She had blindly trusted the detective and she was wrong about him.
After the silence and night had taken over the whole place, Veronica returned to her room, leaving the window open so that the breeze could come in and refresh the room naturally. Then maybe she could fall asleep right away.
Sleep did not come at any cost and upset she got up to go
