I decided to put Álvaro’s claw back into my pocket. It was a symbol of my victory over him, anyway. But something still had me quite troubled, so I sat for a moment to think, in front of my desk. Someone was hiding something from me. And what if my life depended on it?
I couldn’t stay without knowing. May the world forgive me for acting behind his back, knowing that for the moment my trust rested on Alexander, but I couldn’t keep overlooking all that I didn’t know. I took the memory card out of the cell phone and put it in the laptop’s reader. While Andre went and brushed his teeth in the bathroom to come back and sleep with me (that is, in less than five minutes), I loaded the recording into an email along with the following message:
“Eric;
“Hi! I don’t have anything to send you yet. I
