62
The call
Nikita had just left, and now I could make the calls I needed to.
I had thought a lot about all the feelings that had awakened in me unexpectedly.
I had weighed it before making such a difficult decision because I wasn”t completely sure that my father would take it well.
A constant pressure in the pit of my stomach told me I was doing the right thing.
The voice on the other end of the line answered.
”Hello... Yes, it”s me... Is everything ready?”
”Perfect.” I listened carefully to each directive.
”Yes, exactly, that”s what I want.”
”Yes, I”m sure.”
”Good. She”s now at the villa resting and it would have to be in half an hour.”
”Yes, of course. And remember, utmost discretion. No one can find out.”
I hung up and looked in the direction where my wife had disappeared. It was done.