Chapter 73

• Leonardo didn't usually drink so much, but he had acquired a kind of obsession for whiskey, just as he had acquired it for Emma.
• He raised the glass and gave it a long drink, while he had a picture of the girl between his hands, it was a picture of her naked, one that he had taken without her noticing, that day when she had given him her body for the first time, she had fallen exhausted from sleep, the flash of a camera had been allowed to show, it had been just a picture, which had come out blurry, but it was too perfect for him to erase it, and quite the opposite of erasing it, he had printed it. In the same way, he had a picture of Liam, he had hung it on the wall, drawing a bunch of red scribbles over it, because the only motivation he had, was to know that in whatever way he could, he would find it again, and he could kill with his own hands that damned asshole. Four, four months, Leonardo could not believe that four months ago she had left... it seemed like less than a week ago when he had seen her drive off in another man's car.
• Since Emma had left, his sexual appetite had been nil. He couldn't even believe it himself. In four months, he had only been with one woman, and it had been one night of drinking, he didn't even remember the woman's face.