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As soon as I hung up with Janet, I called my mother-in-law and explained the situation to her, asking her to lend me the family jet so I could make the trip.
It was the most unusual request for a loan of my life. My usual request was to borrow some clothes from Evelyn, it never went much further than that.
The next day, at eleven in the morning, the jet was ready for me. There were exactly twenty-four hours until the hearing.
There was still a relatively long delay for takeoff to be authorized, and upon arriving in Denver, I still had to struggle to find a taxi and get it to the address that Janet had given me. Thus, it was already after four in the afternoon when a taxi dropped me off in front of a small house, located in a simple neighborhood of the city.
I got out of the vehicle and walked slowly to the door of the residence. I confess that I felt scared when I thought about what might be waiting for me.
Taking a deep breath, I rang the doorbell. It took a few seconds for a small crack in the door to open and a figure to emerge.
A very different one from what I imagined I would find, in fact.
She was simply an old lady. A lady who was certainly almost or over eighty years old. She looked at me with her curious brown eyes.
“Good afternoon, child, how can I help you?”
Okay, maybe it's a thing that comes from being raised by a grandmother, but old people were my weak point. I could be furious, but just the presence of one was enough to completely undo me.
Okay, I was the same way with children and cats. And I suspected that Apollo had turned me into a weakling for dogs too.
Okay, I was a wimp about a lot of things, that was the truth.
“Good afternoon. Is this Julian Green's house?” I confess that I hoped she would say no. It would be harder to threaten that son of a bitch if there was an old lady around.
“Yes, it is, dear. He's in the shower, but if you want to come in and wait.”
She opened the door wide, and I accepted her invitation. As I passed through a small entrance hall, I saw two children — a boy and a girl, both about three or four years old — sitting on the floor, playing with building blocks together. Sitting next to them was a cat.
Seriously, God, what are the chances of that?
“Julian Green has children?Anda cat? What a...” I murmured, so low that only I could hear myself.
The sound of paws on the floor was heard by me. I looked down a hallway, where a medium-sized crossbreed dog was coming from.
“Anda dog...” I concluded.
How wonderful! The complete combo of my weaknesses. If I had been careless, maybe they would have had a panda in the bathroom.
There was no longer any possibility of me going ahead with the plan to set fire to the residence if he didn't agree to help me.
Shit!
“I’ll call Julian, make yourself at home,” the old lady said. There was a doll on the couch, and shehurried to pick it up, making room for me to sit down. “Excuse me, what’s your name?”
“Lucy,” I said the first name that came to mind. Everyone knew a Lucy, Julian probably did too. “Tell him it’s Lucy, please.”
She nodded and left. I sat there on the couch, watching the children play and keeping my attention on the little dog (after all, just because Apollo had become my friend didn't mean that all the other canines would automatically be my friend too).
It was about ten minutes before Julian arrived in the room. When he saw me, I got the impression that he would rather meet the devil than me.
He was a large man with thinning brown hair who looked like he was already beginning to go bald, although he appeared to be in his early thirties.
The old lady came back and called the children to go to the room so that Julian 'and his friend' could talk alone, and the two furry friends followed them. I sat there, looking calmly at Julian, who remained standing in front of me, as if he were seeing a ghost.
“It's a pleasure to meet my best man again,” I said ironically.
“What are you doing here? How did you find me? They told me you wouldn't remember anything the next day.”
