Sunday, January 18, 2009

Socoal Security Radiculopathy

The one-eyed. 92: Intermediate in Lisbon.

After eight days the inflammation of the elbow was down, the doctor told me that there was no risk of infection or wound reopening it, and I took the points. I could do without the sling, at least to move in public, so I was ready to leave the island, and the sooner you do better.

Chaid I left with a mixture of gratitude and regret for not being able to help you out of your situation. His honest obstinacy vexed me, but after all he had chosen his position and I should respect it. Anyway I told him if he ever needed anything from me, just had to leave a message at the hotel, and I look.

Ivo yes you could help. Through Blas, I got him a dangerous service, of which he likes: protect a Basque businessman threatened by ETA, which had requested escort officer and had been denied, so do not put any objection to having no contract or license, especially when he learned the qualities of his protector. Leased does not really gain that tried to attack the employer.

Rosita spoke with by telephone. It did not seem a good idea to meet on the island, also in Madrid, agreed that I would fly direct to Lisbon and she would travel by car, said he wanted to drive his new car, a Mercedes E300 auto-and meet me there. After passing at the Algarve to spend a few days off. I was very weak, weak, due to blood loss. Relax, take sun, stroll along the beach, perhaps help me recover.

I was waiting at the airport, had come a couple of hours before me. She was very elegant, with a high signature dress that I managed to clarify, a necklace of pearls, gold and diamond watch on his left wrist, bracelets of rubies in the right. Beautiful, yes, but too flashy for my taste and my circumstances, might have preferred something more discreet. He kissed me briefly. I thought it showed a somewhat cold and distant as a response by the fact that I would have kept away from it all. Or maybe she was tired after seven hours of driving, and keep doing it because I could not relieve, my arm was still not making the slightest effort. It took a long avenue, Almirante Gago I read, every line, we park on our left.
"They changed some plans. "At last she spoke.
"Oh, yeah?
"We'll stay for a few days in Lisbon, a fellow math teacher at school has left me the keys to his house, his wife is Portuguese.
"How kind.
"Yes, he did not spend that money on hotel, but I thought you too would prefer a quiet place.
"Well you're right.

Avenue was a very long, seven miles, then changed name, remained Admiral, I do not remember which. With heavy traffic it took us almost an hour exploring it. During the journey, and as he had promised, told her everything, omitting details, with special emphasis on the providential intervention of Ivo, and no less effective performance Chaid doctor. From that moment he was more affectionate with me. I took her hand at a traffic light, gave me a long kiss. He drove to the mouth of the Tagus river, turned right, took another avenue, July 24, continued about a quarter mile, left behind a building with a sign reading "High School Marketing e publicidade ", turned right again and immediately went into a narrow gravel road with no name, which was to the gate of a farm. Rosita stopped the car without stopping the engine, pulled out some keys, got out, opened the gate, and finally drove the car to a roundabout at the foot of the main entrance. I remember every detail of his actions because he was shocked, surprised the place, a discreet yet luxurious mansion, all surrounded by trees that sheltered from any curious eyes with a garden and a rectangular pool. Or maybe it was that my mind wanted to completely abandon all he had left behind on the island, and it clung to this new place, each detail, every nuance of the color of the leaves of the trees, the reflections of the sun in the blue of the pool, the warm humid air to the solid construction with stone and brick.

- How have you managed to get here without consultation or hesitation?
"My friend gave me a plane to come from the airport, and memorized, it's actually very easy. Let us take a look.
"Then go to your friend's house ...
- You like? It was actually in-laws, now is the legacy of his wife and his brother, but it is not yet been distributed, or sold, and apparently people use them interchangeably. I think my friend has also given me a little Teasing brother ...

desmerecía The interior at all outside. Huge room, thick wood furniture, leather chairs, many rooms and bathrooms, taps old but still shiny. All ancient, stately dignity that he had witnessed the passage of time.
"Then the old had to be careful about perfectionists, because despite all the years is impeccable. All I ask is why the brother does not live here.
"The guy works in Porto, so it can not use more than one or two weeks a year. "Well, why waste
...

We settled comfortably. I from then I felt from the first time like I was in my own home. Her sense of security, that there I would not want anyone to find me, and at the same time freedom, provisional, they can leave the place at any time. At that moment I realized that when you own something, that thing also becomes the owner somehow you, it gets you inside, you have. It came to mind Rosita and his recent passion for luxury, perhaps figurations were mine, but it seemed to me that he had gotten so long and so brilliantly in that role of Caracas ... that the character had got in and some had taken shape it.
"Incidentally," I told him to move to Lisbon we rented a car prefer more discreet Portuguese-registered, and let your precious car resting in the shade of these trees ... "Nothing I said, he accepted it quietly, as if he understood what successful in my request but it bothered him admit it.

following days walk through landmarks but do not worry: The Star Garden, the Botanical Garden overseas, The Park of Monsanto. Then, as that, thanks to the delicious cod dishes, each day a different recipe, and thanks to the green wine was regaining my strength, we move more and more to the coast to Estoril, Cascais, toward the light. Of course we visited the casino, I bet, I just observe and record everything in my mind, to learn for when my little casino was inaugurated in Puerto Mogan.

I read the English newspapers, getting into the kiosk in a mall. Looking, of course, any news on how he would investigate the case as I'm concerned. I found no mention, but did not know if that play was good or bad. The truth is that except in the moments that could distract me with something (for example in the casino), and despite taking moderate doses of sedatives, my brain worked incessantly on the consequences of that shooting. Imagine what would be the steps of the police. It was clear that an event of this scale, with four bodies and a van with drugs of poor quality, would be subject to a thorough investigation, I had no illusions. Obviously the investigation would be directed toward the traffickers on the islands. The question was how soon to hear the name Charlie, and then you have to prove their absence would pursue that thread up to me.

the evening had recurrent nightmares. Sleeping pills induce a dream my pasty, muddy and soporific, and alleviate the physical symptoms of nightmares, sweating, agitation, panic, but my mind did not rest, returned again and again to the moments when I fired, and constructed images that I was surrounded by police, arrested, handcuffed, interrogated, imprisoned in a dark cell, surrounded by criminals among them was one especially when the other called "Corbacho" with a mixture of respect and awe.

really got to guess, even more, to understand why so many criminals who prefer to surrender to the police, justice, confession, punishment and suffering and end the anxiety, fear and uncertainty. Myself, I think if one of those nights had submitted a policeman in my room, tape recorder in hand, I would have given a full confession provided back to sleep free from anxiety. Yes, it is sometimes preferable to the certainty of punishment that the uncertainty of the escape imprisonment.

The best moments were in the morning, breakfast in the garden, watching the gentle stirring of the leaves of the trees in full sunlight. When my body is still experiencing the relaxation of the sleeping pill, and my mind was enjoying the relief of feeling that the nightmares were gone, buried in the dark of night. Then find the serenity enough to tell myself, like those drug addicts undergoing rehabilitation: aguanta un poco más, sólo un día más, y la angustia irá disminuyendo.

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