Chapter 28

We were now passing through large and square houses, from one of the most expensive condominiums in the city. In the big city, I was used to dealing with people who bragged about the amount of money in their accounts. So it was not new to me to know that the people of that neighborhood "even located in a forgotten city in the countryside" were the most superb and stupid of all the others. Flynn was happily telling me about the clients he had made in that region, and I pretended to pay attention, mentally noting that the best way to convince him of some genuine interest would be to massage his ego, letting him tell about his work and his career. Flynn was no different from any man, after all.

"This was the house where a father murdered his son and killed himself soon after," he said out of nowhere, and I was scared, because I really wasn't paying attention to anything he said. "I'm sorry to talk about something so heavy.”

I took a look at the house. She was covered by the shadow