The prefect was lying on the chair behind his desk watching the snow fall from early morning. The ring of the telephone woke him up, lifted the gray tube but there was nobody on the other side. Incredulous grabbed the red phone, that since he had been moved to Bariloche sounded once.
"Hello, Speak!
"Hello, I speak with the Coast Guard Argentina.
"Yes ... more exactly with the Governor González.
"I have a suspicion of murder.
- Can you tell me your name?
"I prefer to remain anonymous.
"But, why not call the police?
"Because I think the body is in the lagoon ghost.
Half an hour later the mayor was having tea at the home of the caller. The lady was sitting beside a big window with embroidered linen curtains. He was about 75 years, calculated the prefect. Proved one of the cookies ginger tasted old. She spoke while knitting in her rocking chair. A cat sleeping in her lap.
He started as a normal day. The husband went out at 9 for the job. Half an hour later came the woman doing the cleaning. At 11 or so the exit I saw her with her daughter's hand and a friend of the girl.
- Who is she?
"The one killed.
"Well.
"After a while came back alone. The children were playing in the square.
- What place?
The lady pointed to the index. He stopped to watch. From that window you could see everything, he thought. I still could not get used to these huge openings where nature suddenly assailed him.
"That was the last time I saw her.
- Can you describe it, please?
"It was a beautiful young woman. She was just 35 years. But in recent months saw more disheveled, with a face. There was never pulled a gray camperón made it fatter than it was.
The governor heard a noise upstairs. Suddenly he saw two cats down tying their tails.
"And the cleaning lady, do you see out?
"Yes, he had retired before she returned.
- Did you leave the door unlocked?
"No, locked and hidden in the boot leaves yellow. Believes that no one sees. At noon came
the husband for lunch. Some friends went to look for the baby to take her to the garden. So here it seemed a normal day.
-Aha ...
"The first thing suspicious was that just took the girl, was a black car, who had never seen before. Down two unknown women.
- Do could describe please?
"Yes of course. Both had long, straight hair, so I could not see them very well face. The lowest was carrying a black bag. Highest opened the door of the house to pass, as the bag seemed heavy.
- And how they were dressed?
Wait! if not forgotten. The highest came as if he knew that door was open and they were waiting. Excuse me, what I had asked?
- What clothes did they have?
not remember the exact color, but it sure was dark.
- Her husband was gone?
"No, that evening had not returned to work. It also seemed odd.
- Are you sure?
"The car was parked there overnight.
The prefect returned to lift a finger to keep full of warts. From that angle it looked inside the house. I had two windows and both eyes open.
-addition, and this confirms my hypothesis: Before I saw the girl go back to husband with a large blood-stained plastic. He threw to the garbage that's out.
- How do you know it was blood?
At night when I went to pull away. I crossed and I noticed. There was a lot.
"Well, back to the moment they enter the two women.
"That I could not see, the husband shut the curtains. So I left my needles and started to prepare lunch for my cats. We were eating when I thought I heard a scream. I noticed if the space was a child. It was siesta time, the neighborhood dies at this time. Another cry more. This time I was sure it was a woman.
- How is it that no other neighbor los escuchó?
Es que el vecino de la derecha es un divorciado que anda durmiendo por ahí y se olvida de darle de comer a su pobre perra. El otro vive en Bs. As. Atrás hay un mallín: solo teros y patos.
-¿Y qué hizo cuando oyó los gritos?
Me encerré en mi casa: puertas y ventanas. No sabía bien qué hacer. Los gritos se oían de todas formas. Luego salieron las dos mujeres con la bolsa negra, parecía muy pesada. La llevaban entre las dos. El auto que las había traído las estaba esperando en la puerta.
El prefecto salió de la casa pensando que todo era un delirio de la vieja. En caso que hubiera un crimen, ella sería la primer sospechosa. Cruzó la calle. Abrió the trash. He found the plastic. Hit the door. A man who matched the descriptions of her husband made it happen. It was 3 pm-hours of work-calculated. The television was on. Next, a table with a sandwich and a glass of champagne. Celebrating her new life, he thought.
The mayor began the interrogation. The husband answered every question, strangely relaxed. Perhaps he was under the influence of alcohol.
Suddenly, the prefect was down to a woman in a nightgown, white, antique lace. He wore a wool shawl that hung at the elbows. She settled gently on the couch, looked as if anything, got the strap leaving her right breast exposed. For a moment, the mayor did not think, not calculated, did not mean anything ... Until I saw a mouth that came out of the folds of the shawl and desperately hold on the nipple. Then all tracks
fell suddenly as in the slot:-cries-fatter plastic blood-a baby.
"Excuse me sir, where did you have your baby?
"Here at home. Exactly where you stand. Verónica Fernández Battaglia
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