It’s 8 pm and, to my surprise, my father is no longer at work. It was Michelle his assistant who told me about it when I was thinking of going to visit him in his office. I immediately thought he was ill, the only thing that could explain his absence. But Michelle told me, with an enigmatic smile, that he was on the contrary in great shape right now. According to her, he had returned home.
So I’m on my way to his apartment, where I have hardly ever set foot. Usually, he doesn't spend a lot of time there either. I take the elevator, one of those old models barely large enough to fit two. Especially two people who wouldn't be afraid to rub shoulders with each other. I think to myself that Cora couldn’t go up here. I can’t help it. Every time I go somewhere, I mentally note whether the place
