Chapter 23

He turned back for just a moment to give his fellow man that very particular greeting that consisted of shaking hands tightly, holding them by the wrist.

“I have everything. The idea was to operate on you,” said the newcomer, and looked at me. “Madam, my name is Hans Schneider, I am a doctor,” he added, and I also observed him for a moment, before responding to his greeting with a slight movement of my head with a naturalness that would have made my paranoid self scream. “Ivan, let me take care of her and you go rest a bit. I need you strong for the intervention.”

The aforementioned was busier.

“I’m not well,” Ivan cut him off quickly. “I’ll take care of her. I need you to go to the other room and stand guard there until Richie and Chris return. My children are there and it would be good if you stayed with them. I don’t trust the safety of the windows.”

Hans looked at him with some doubt, and I thought I was about to see another moment in which Ivan would exe