0.1 Prologue
The "Van Gogh café" was since its creation a place with a rustic ambience and some medievalist detail in its architecture.
A light-brown clothed youth with tired looks was seated in a corner sipping his coffee while looking toward the window.
He was 27 this year, and had finally finished his project, he had taken six years to complete it and there was a time when he was about to leave the university for it.
His physics colleagues regarded him as a normal person, a bit chaotic and sometimes too independent.
And when he began to study computer engineering some people considered him apathetic while others simply thought his preferences affected his behaviour too much.
Right now he was thinking about his future, no one could have realized how excited he was with the tired face he wore.
Six year ago he thought about it as just one more idea for the notebook, but today it would be the first time he show his idea to someone else. Well, it was true that some friends had helped him participating in the project, but none had any idea of the magnitude of the entire project.
While thinking about this, in the café the sound of the radio could be hear.
(~~Pi~pi~piii~~ its 7 o'clock, 6 o’clock in the Canary Islands. ~~pirin~ inpirin~ the news~~ "today a gir...~)
Suddenly the young man stood up and went to the door
'It's time'
The radio could still be hear as he opened the door.
(~... yesterday China gave an ultimatum to the US army in Iran, Pakistan, India, Thailand, Laos, South Korea and Jap...~)
"Bye"
He said not waiting for an answer and stepping out.
Walking down the street he watched as the city was awakening. A man leaving his house as he put the jacket on a child, a woman in heels and skirt walking in a hurry, cars on the road with the lights still on.
'Everything will be alright, I'm alone, but everything will be alright'
He thought when he saw the building he was going to.
"Here we go"
He said and then knocked the door.
-- Secretary POV --
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It is Thursday, 29 in February of 2024.
Today I woke up to the 6:30, as usual. I live 30 minutes by bus from Moncloa where I work, so I cannot get up later.
I had a shower, I got dressed, I had a cup of coffee and I left home.
Still on the bus I saw the lights were turned on in the building where I work.
'Strange, the boss must be sick.'
I thought with a smile on my face as I pushed the button, indicating that I would get off at the next stop.
Luis, my boss is a good boss, I mean, is demanding and hard-working, but nice. His work is not very important, but the people he know, and the ones he use to meet are important too, maybe it is because of his money.
He is rich, awfully rich.
Going up the stairs, I saw that indeed, the lights in Luis office were on.
“Uff, time to work."
I whispered as I left my purse on the table.
I was going to say hi to Luis when an unknown voice stopped me.
"... sell in two years."
"Good, good, then I’ll give you the money, no problem"
"... about ... identity ... eed to be sure..."
"If you do it all online, i will take care of all so that there are no problems"
"Good, I will be going to prepare it all, then fir ... web, servers ... and the ... embly line"
"Ok, I hope the next time i see you, the snowball is unstoppable."
"Yes, goodbye"
By the time the door opened I already was in the other corner of the room as if searching something in my purse"
"Ah, you go already?"
I said turning around, wearing a huge smile.
"Yes"
The young man coldly said walking toward the door.
As I was watching him leave with his light-brown jacket, my boss called me.
"Clara come here"
I did what he said immediately.
"Who was him?"
I said with straight face as if nothing unusual happened.
"I can't tell you Clara, and its better if you don't know..., now, these are the documents you need to deliver to the bank"
"Right away"
I said leaving him alone.