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"Sit down, boys. Naturally, you can smoke if you want," Lucien said as he lit a cigarette and looked at them all thoughtfully.
"You know the case in broad strokes. Since I started investigating the death of Óscar Bernabé, who was killed when he left that house on Guanabara Street, a man seems very interested in all my actions. He must be intelligent because he seems to anticipate every move I make. He"s very skillful at blending into the crowd when it suits him; I haven"t been able to find him yet.
The night was falling, but no one had thought of turning on the lights; the meeting was taking place in a sort of twilight. It was very hot in Lucien"s office. As there weren"t enough chairs, they had to bring two from the other office.
"I have no proof of that person"s guilt. Only assumpt
