While César made his way to the address Clara had given him, a small garage on the outskirts of the city and the perfect place to summon the three people who will become the pillars of the family, a very different kind of energy was unfolding somewhere else.
"We need to pop champagne right now!"
"Sir, it would be better if you calmed down a little."
"Calm down?" He asked back. "I come back to my little wellness and the first thing I hear is that two Secret Service contractors got killed?" He smiled. "This is the best day of my life. I like this mystery guy even more now." He laughed again, loud and careless, but the younger man was not enjoying it at all, and he noticed it. "What's wrong, Eric? Be happy."
