Chapter 36

“Who the fuck are you?”

Black walks away from me like I've seen a dead man talking or pulled out a gun that I may have been pointing at his head. However, my gesture of amazement at seeing him react in this way he interprets it as if it were something theatrical.

"Black.” I insist, without twisting my arm and facing him also standing, “I asked you a question.”

“Don't come near me or tell me what you want. Or what the fuck you were looking for by approaching me.”

His hands tremble. He seems to be in doubt whether to go out looking for a poker to blow my mind or whether to stay and listen, I try to do my best because I choose the second option.

“That's the same thing I wonder. Who is Black Hamilton? Why has he been hiding that kind of information from me beyond the inside of the office where I'm just his secretary?”

“You could start by telling me who sent you to ask me for the job and where you've been leaking information.”

“I remember you hired me. No one sends me, for God's sake. Only