for personal reasons.
They decided not to say anything about his boss to Kelly, who len t Marvin her full support. She said him that she would take care of her mother in law and Billy had protection around the clock, and with a security tone that Marvin itself was surprised, that he doubted not, s he was sure that they would find Susan, but both for his own safety and that of his wife, the best option would be h e stay out of the case, at least for the time being. Marvin replied that he had been thinking about it, but he could not accept it. If they wanted to find Susan had to discover who was behind. There was no middle point, he could not sit still. Kelly was forced to accept the wish of Marvin.
None of the three had no doubt that the answer lay in the Amazon, a place as inhospitable as unknown. Marvin would have liked to stay in the U.S. to find any evidence to bring him to Susan, but was aware that his site was next to their peers. Kelly said they had stepped up her efforts and the Brazilian police had offered to cooperate in everything that they will require, to the point that had been earmarked for this purpose an officer, Captain of the federal police in Manaus. Kelly had ex changed some emails with him. A person that knew, to the extent possible, the en tire Amazon region and that was waiting them. However, they could not leave until within ten days, the minimum time required for it to be effective vaccine against yellow fever.
XX
While she was holding his hand, Carol closed her eyes and began to remember many good moments that she had lived with Harold. Their love also had allowed them to overcome others much difficult, but she preferred to keep in her head sparks of a happiness that threatened to leave forever. Bewildered with all that was happening around her, she was unable to find a solution to the dark tunnel before them. When she looked at Harold, could not identify the man who was bedridden, suffering the pain in absolute silence. Harold had changed absolutely in a suddenly way, and still did not know what the main reason was. If it was true that his illness could explain his physical deterioration and his mood , she thought that it didn't explain enough such change in the character of her husband. She tried to disturb him as little as possible with talks that no longer made sense at that time, but she couldn't avoid to see him as a helpless child, not because of the maternal instinct that all women have within them, but by his way of expressing the few times that opened his eyes and spoke just enough to ask something. Had not even been able to maintain a fairly coherent conversation with her after the shock received at the party convention, let alo ne to get Harold to explain her what the hell was happening. All she knew was that after the meeting with Feaks, everything had changed. However, she admitted that it would be unfair, if not absurd, to blame Feaks of his disease. Perhaps they just had chained one of those unfo rtunate spells with which life sometimes shakes us until we lo se control.
Anyway she had to follow by his side, trying to find a litt le light, a glimmer of hope. Her first and only concern was that Harold reco vered, but each passing day she looked him worse. Absorbed in her thoughts, she came back to reality when heard as a knock on the bedroom door, asking p ermission to enter. That voice was becoming more familiar for her than Harold's because she listened it for weeks at all hours of the day. It belonged to Dr. O'Connor, who more than ensuring the health of Harold seemed to be his bodyguard, because he just left him alone, was aware of the sick by day and night. He slept in an adjoining room, and he had convinced to Carol about the inconvenience of sleeping next to her husband, citing the same reason wielded by him as soon as he opened the door.
- I share and understand your grief, but must realize that he needs re st, now is the best medicine.
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