Chapter 115.

Nest Nest: a structure or place made or chosen by a bird for laying eggs and sheltering its young; and it also applies to a place where other animals breed or shelter. There is a goldfinch nest on that tree. Ill take the risk Csar sentenced. You are going to run it for sure Froiln said in a moment he got to empty his mouth.

I breathed holding the keen to kill them two. I could threaten them or even, if I catch a bit of inspiration, I could go back and carry out my promise of getting up his nose until he paid attention to me; but I knew it was one possibility in a million. What are you living on? Csar asked. On nothing; I left home just few days ago, people are kind and feed me, Im lucky, I guess I answered. He doesnt seem that lucky He said pointing at Froiln I dont know if I have enough food. He is bigger than me I put an end. When he finish youd better go, and it would be great you close the warehouse door you opened He tried to kick us out. Why are you so mean? I attacked Im only asking for a little help and not for myself, but for the whole city. I dont have patience to deal with crazy women He came back to the contempt. On and on, Im not crazy and you know it I yelled.

He knew I was telling the truth, he didnt want me close to him because I made him felt uncomfortable, he was starting to see the images he thought were fantastic predictions becoming real, and he was afraid I was right and he was the one to blame for the tragic fate of so many people. He faced the denial with the most resistance possible. Come on, we are leaving Froiln grabbed my arm. No, we arent I ungrabbed my arm we are staying until he pays attention to me. If you dont leave Ill call the police He threatened. Call them I defied. No, dont call them Froiln intervened we leave right now, and dont worry, well close the workshops door. Thanks for the dinner; I was starving. Why are you kissing his arse? I can tell you dont live in the city, everything is his fault I cried.

No, everything is your fault Froiln exploded they are messing you about and you let them do it. Thats it; I let it out.

He looked like he had taken a burden out of his shoulders. I didnt refute, I knew he was right, at least in some point. The difficulty of being us the ones to blame was we werent able not to be them anymore. Fine I surrendered.

Froiln looked at me surprised, Csar relieved. I left the building without waiting for him. I went to the warehouse and pushed the counterweight and got out in a hurry not to be left inside when the gateway fell down. Eh, come on, dont be mad at me; Im sorry, thats what I really think Froiln run after me. No, dont bother, Im not mad at you, in fact, I think you are right I dropped walking fast. Then, why are you running? Froiln run after me. Because I am upset I answered.

We went on walking fast among the abandoned warehouses of the old industrial state for a while. Not so fast Froiln couldnt reach me, he didnt want to face my anger. Stop, I neither wanted to say it was your fault in particular, you are doing your best He tried to make it up with me. No, no, you are right, its our fault I still was upset. If you get tired you cannot travel and we are going to have to spend the night here He muttered behind me. We arent, I am; you disappear right now I was gesticulating as if I was going to strike him down with a hand blow.

He didnt talk for a while; he hadnt got closer yet. If that were a chase I would think he was expecting I got exhausted to catch me easily. I wasnt going to please him either. Listen, I didnt mean to insult you He said stopping walking. You listen, I dont mind; you are right, we havent done anything to mend it, but Im going to do it right now, as soon as the bad mood goes away I said not stopping. So, you resume the idea of going into the very vipers nest and killing the leaders He laughed. Well, yes I was still upset. Time ago you asked me if I was one of these they call hunters He started to say standing in front of me to make me stop you see, I tried to be one of these they call hunters, but when the shooting time came I couldnt do it. Not everybody can. One thing is to fantasize about destroying the oppressor and the other is being capable of doing it. You arent capable.

His seriousness got to disconcert me, but the still anger sharpened my wits. And what do you know about what Im capable of? The anger spoke. Believe me, you are not; and youd better come to terms with it here than find it out in the middle of the yellow government facilities surrounded by guards that actually are capable of destroy the most meaningless sign of rebellion He maintained. Well then, if Im not capable and you dont help me, what fucking solution do we have?