The same day that I was assigned to investigate the death of Octavio, I asked for a car to travel to Villa Bienestar, talking with the people of the place would give me some more knowledge of the situation, my transport took me to the Santiago airport, unlike when the occupation began the place now looked almost deserted.
The security personnel took me to the private plane, being comfortable in my seat and rising through the skies I looked at the mountain range, it is incredible to think that that place is guarded by animanos trained to withstand winter, like the international waters by animanos trained to stop those who try to flee the country and the saddest thing about it ... is that the sea hid what happens in those waters, as I heard the head of the Supplicium family say "Waves that are not seen, governments that do not feel "
During the rest of the plane trip I could not help but review my father's comments, the possibility that Roberto murdered his father to take his place at the table is not something I can ignore, then Samuel is proposing to Rogelio, the Roberto's younger brother as part of the investigation. Could Samuel be an accessory to this? He is certainly an extremist man, but murdering a council member ... why would he? I can't believe that after so long I feel like talking to Rosa. Listening to her defend herself would allow me to confirm if my dad's trust is well founded or just his father's heart overcoming reason.
When I get to the car that awaits me, they take me to a hotel to rest, after registering I go into my room, I lie on the bed for a moment to relax, I close my eyes thinking that now I should call my dad, after a brief moment I take The room phone, I dial the house number, after a wait my mother answers me.
— Good afternoon —she says in a neutral tone.
— Hi Mom.
— Carolina —his voice becomes more cheerful— Everything okay with the trip? You sound tired.
Perceptive as usual, it sure is what they call mother instinct— Yes, it was a rather long journey. Is dad home?
— He has not returned yet, I understand that he would have a meeting with Roberto, they must carry out an image cleaning campaign before he is part of the governing table.
— I understand, tell him to call this number when he returns, I'm going to take a shower and eat something.
— Waiting.
I stop hanging up, before I can ask the reason for her request, she continues speaking.
— You saw your sister during the protest. Why didn't you tell me?
— How do you know that? Did dad tell you?
— I have contact with your sister.
I sit on the bed, this is not something I can take lightly— Mom, you can't keep contacting her, she is a terrorist —I quickly think of the word I just used— a possible terrorist, you could be accused of being an accomplice.
— My daughter is not a terrorist, she is only defending her opinion, you also know her Carolina, she would not be able to murder a person.
— Do you think she sees animanos as people?
— Of course he sees them like this! His dad is one of them, even if he denies it, I know he still loves him.
— Whatever you say, mom —clearly her heart is above reason— I can't tell you everything I do for the government table, try to be careful, I don't know what I would do if something happened to you.
While I take my shower I keep thinking about the conversation with my mother, Rosa would not end a human life, but do you consider them human? Maybe I should have asked her to ask that, no, that's wrong, she shouldn't expose herself like that, it's too dangerous.
The suitcases with my clothes arrived while I was bathing, I take out more casual clothes to go down to eat at the hotel restaurant, the least I want is to attract attention for being the daughter of Eusebio Iustitia.
The restaurant is simple, but elegant, adorned with dark wood and soft lights that allow to light candles on the tables, when I take a seat the waiter approaches me with a glass of wine, I gently prevent him from placing the glass on the table— Excuse me, I haven't ordered yet.
— Don't worry, miss —he points to one of the tables on my right— invites the gentleman over there.
To my surprise, Rogelio raises his glass welcoming me, he rises his place to sit where I am— Your dad told me that you would come to this place.
— How generous of you —I say indifferently, I look at the waiter— I would like something light to eat, that the chef decides.
— I would...
With my hand I order the waiter not to write the order— I came to eat quietly, if you want to talk to me, I would prefer it to be tomorrow.
Rogelio makes himself comfortable in his seat to hide his discomfort— I understand —The waiter looks at the customer, waiting for instructions.
— Understood sir —after saying, so he retires to report my order.
— Thanks for understanding —I say with diplomatic courtesy.
Rogelio looks at his glass of wine and gives a small smile that seems to hide his resignation.
I raise my eyebrows as a sign of impression, I take a small sip from the wine glass— I suppose it is an honor to receive such a compliment —as long as I don't know what Rogelio's plans are, I can't show any sign of empathy— We go to jail, where they hold Lefevre? Ideal that we can go early in the morning.
— I'll get the police order —he rises from his seat, raises his glass of wine as if making a toast— have a good meal Miss Supplicium, I look forward to working with you.
Out of politeness, I imitate his gesture— I also hope to see you work on this —after making sure he retires, I put the wine glass on the table.
Rogelio Vindicta, a man admired by the people of this country, but despite the great influence he has over the people, why does he refuse to take his place at the table? Is it really out of fear of your brother? I feel that something is hidden between those two brothers, but I do not know if it is connected to the murder of their father.