Barra da Tijuca, Rio de Janeiro

Oh, sure, that day was about to come, but first, Vini needed to tell Enzo the terrible news. So he headed as fast as he could back to Lake. To his surprise, he found him in the pool, on one of the recliners, sunbathing, smoking a cigar, and wearing a Ray Ban Clubmaster.

- What on earth are you doing? - Vini asked, blocking out the sun.

- Studying the stock market. - Enzo replied. - What does it look like I'm doing?

- You won't believe what I found out.

- Honda drivers should have their licenses suspended? I already told you about my theory.

- No, Enzo.

- Pretty mother, pretty son?

- No! And that was already one of the chapter headline's.

- Formula One was better without these ridiculous and expensive hybrid engines?

- Do you think that too?

- Anyone with half a brain thinks so. But anyway, what do you want to tell me? That it looks like it can't wait even a few more hours.

- Albania is going out with Crazy Rooster.

This information made Enzo remove his sunglasses from his face, as if he could not believe what he had just heard.

- Really? How did you figure it out?

- I was with Belgium in her room. Then I heard noises. She told me that her sister was with a new boyfriend, even worse than the previous one. I bumped into the Crazy Rooster.

- Well, it just confirms the theory that she has bad fucking taste.

- Enzo, what are we going to do?

- What is this "we" business? I have no part of her dirt! Albania doesn't know how to choose a man, figures!

- Stop being selfish. Are you going to let her keep going out with that lunatic?

- They're both lunatics! Vini, honey. You have to stop acting like the father and boyfriend of the girls you sleep with. Either one or the other! Although father and daughter works very well in bed.

- Get your mind out of the gutter. And it doesn't solve the problem.

Enzo stood up against his will, and calmly explained what Vini had to do.

- Here's what you're going to do. Go to the bar and get me a jar of lemonade. With ice. If you want, get a nice glass for yourself. We'll split it.

- Enzo, it doesn't solve the problem!

- It solves my problem. I'm dying of thirst!

- Fine, I'll fix it without you!

That was the last straw for him. Vini knew that Enzo would be useless for a change. So he walked away from the pool, leaving him by himself.

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- Hey, what about my lemonade? - Enzo asked, before seeing him walking away to the elevator.

Vini took the elevator to his apartment. He locked the door.

- Hello? - he asked to the nothing. - Anyone there?

No answer. That could only mean one thing. Something was wrong. In a bizarre way, Vini could feel in the air he was breathing... A disturbance. To confirm his theory, he called Belgium. To his surprise, someone else answered the phone.

- Russia?

- What is it, you dog? - Russia asked angrily.

- Excuse me? - Vini didn't understand the aggressiveness.

- Is this the idiot Enzo talking?

- Of course not! It's Vini!

- Oh. That's weird.

- Not much to say about it. Enzo is a dog and an idiot. But let's stop beating around the bush. Why are you using Belgium's cell phone?

- She left it at home.

- Where did she go?

- She's not with you? She told me she was going your place.

His theory was slowly being confirmed.

- She's not here. And we ain't too far from your house. Belgium should have arrived hours ago.

- I wonder if she got lost.

- Why would she get lost? She's already been here multiple times and knows the road. Something's wrong.

- Vini, this is no time to panic. I'll call my father and ask him to call a search and rescue squad.

Sure, but there's no reason to panic yet.

- Keep me informed.

Vini went back to the pool. Enzo was still lying in the sun, with his sunglasses on his face.

- Enzo! Get up!

- Did you fetch my lemon?

- What? No! Get up, you good-for-nothing! Belgium is missing. She was on her way here, but she's nowhere to be found. I think that Crazy Rooster son of a bitch is involved somehow.

- How can you be sure?

- Oh, let me see. I meet a dangerous drug dealer at my girlfriend's sister's house. He threatens me. I go away and leave her alone with her crazy sister. What could have happened?

- So, to confirm...

- Go ahead.

- Are you really not going to bring my lemonade?

- Enzo! - Vini began to get annoyed. - Fucking Hell! Get your little ass up and move!

- All right, all right! But I'm still dry.

- Give yourself some lube.

- That's not what I meant, you imbecile.