IVAN SMITH
As soon as Mr. Gomes was admitted, he asked to speak to me privately, and I could already guess what he wanted to talk about. I sat in an armchair beside his bed, and he started talking.
"Ivan, I feel like I don't have much time left. This damn disease will take me for good. We'll have to talk right here since we can't talk on the scheduled day." He started coughing, feeling sick with shortness of breath, and holding his chest.
"Don't make an effort, Mr. Gomes. I already know why you want this private conversation with me." I had investigated Stela's entire life before getting involved with her, so I already knew everything. What happened today only proved what I already knew.
"Okay, then you should know she has no one else but my wife and me. You must know by now that my wi
