AT THE ALMUDÍ PALACE, he felt the vibration of his cell phone in his pants pocket. As he reached for it, thinking it might be Candice, his hands brushed against the DVD he'd changed before being hit in the head. He forgot about it for a moment. Now he had to answer the phone. On the display, he saw the caller's number, also a cell phone. He didn't recognize who it was.
— Yes...? — he asked cautiously.
"...Good morning, Greg... It's Nicolas..." — he heard the lawyer's voice. — "...I just got back from Madrid. I'm in Murcia. I suppose you have a vague idea of the reason for my visit..."
— Colmenares? Thank God! — he exclaimed, relieved to hear a friendly voice. — Look, if you're in Murcia, I need you to give me a hand and come get me. I need to talk to you as soon as possible. —
"... Don't worry… that's why we came. If we're here, it's to help you..."
— Are we...? — he asked, perplexed. — Are you by any chance with the police? —
For a few seconds he thought they were going to arrest him.
"...Of course not..." — Colmenares replied. — "...I have a woman with me whom you don't know, but who can bring new information to the subject that brought you here..."
— If it's a certain Antonia Sala, I've heard of her... — He frowned. — Candice was willing to include her in the investigation, regardless of the circumstances. —
"...I think we're wasting time talking on the phone. You'd better tell me where you are so I can come get you..."
The lawyer thought they should talk face to face.
— Do you know where the Glorieta de España is, in front of the city hall?
"... I think so..." — he replied. — "... The truth is that we just passed by the river and we can already see the other side..."
— You must cross the bridge that connects Romo Tower with the Red Cross hospital. Then go to the Glorieta de Espana... — he advised. — I'll be waiting for you at the traffic light before the descent to the underground parking lot... — soon, he added, annoyed. — Please come as quickly as you can!
"...Is there something going on that I need to know about?..."
— As soon as I arrive, I'll explain everything, we can't talk over the phone.
He hung up the phone. He didn't feel like talking anymore. He was truly exhausted. He turned around and headed back to the Glorieta de Espana.