Chapter 48

I waited approximately two days to pay a visit to Picasso.

Not only with the aim that no one thought I cared, because I didn't really care, I was only interested in my payment that was nothing more than the truths in my past. But also so that I could recover psychologically and already be ready in case he sends me in another execution of bandits.

Solange was again trying to calculate the money while sitting behind the counter at her bar, when I noticed that the notes were too much for that one day, and she was always counting everything with an impatience that could only mean that the money and her accounting work were not necessarily linked to the bar. I didn't say anything when she caught me looking and I continued cleaning the tables and chairs, until I mentioned that I would like to know how your shot son was.

"He keeps grumbling that he can no longer stand the rest that the community nurse recommended," she said with a weak laugh. "I t