When I saw her come to offer me coffee, my heart would race and sometimes I even gasped, it was even anxiety that I had when for some reason I occupied the afternoon in some activity and could not go to have my coffee there.
So much so that even my fellow students told me that in the afternoons I was unbearable, nervous and distracted, while in the mornings they could study at ease with me.
I had not noticed that, but I did not care too much, my only thought throughout the day was to see that girl again, hear her voice, and see her smile.
“Good,” Marta said, entering the interrogation room again, “I want names, and I want them now.”
“Do we have a deal?”
“No, not yet, our boss is asking us for results and he doesn’t want to talk about deals with a murderer.”
“I’ll tell you again that
