Chapter 20
April
28th,
2012
Stockholm
Both men looked leaned on the
parapet of the bridge with their gazes lost in the horizon.
“It's certainly going to be
boring without you, boss,” Dima said softly.
“Are you getting sentimental
on me, Klatschko?” Constantin sneered.
“After so many years... Almost
twenty now. Not many marriages last so long,”
“Twenty-two years working
together,” Constantin remembered with a pinch of melancholia as he
lighted another cigarette.
“Don't you want to try it once
more? Just for Conor's sake.”
“If I run after him, I'll make
a mistake and we will all pay for it. We are in their territory now.
Oblomov must have told them everything.”
“It's a huge sacrifice, boss.”
“It's just a pause in the
game. Let Guntram run to Lintorff. They will be so busy
congratulating themselves that they won't notice a thing. When the
times come, I'll get my Conor back. After all, he's the only good
thing I got from his father.”
“He's a beautiful child
indeed,” Dima agreed. “I'm sorry for Massaiev, he really liked
and cared for them.”
“He was getting too old. Can
you imagine him in a nursing home? It was a good end for him.”
“My family arrived to Puerto
Vallarta three days ago, boss.”
“I'm leaving for Rennes
tonight. It's time for Mr. Dubois to return home. France was always
my second homeland.”
“I think you should consider
another place, boss. It's like courting with disaster.”
“It's
perfect. I almost went mad in the middle of the jungle. I need to see
a theatre or a Museum now and then. What's the use of having so much
money if you can't enjoy it? Maybe, I'll write my memoirs,”
Constantin joked and Dima laughed.
“It would be certainly worth
buying it. At least the whole first edition to burn it down before
somebody reads it.”
“Good bye, there are no debts
between us any longer,” Constantin said after some minutes spent in
amiable silence and companionship and he offered his hand.
“Thank you, boss,” Dima said
earnestly. “I'm really sorry it didn't work as you planned. We
should have taken the boy the minute we saw him. He was perfect for
you.”
Constantin sadly smiled and once
more looked into the glistening waters. “Breaking a conditioning
like his one is almost impossible, Dima. Didn't Massaiev tell it to
us hundred of times? Guntram was seriously damaged since he was a
child. A real pity. The world lost a true genius. I can already
imagine his future; living in Lintorff's cage, terrified of his own
shadow and sick. He won't last long. Sverdloff was not very
optimistic after the surgery.”
“You should get your baby back
before Lintorff drives him mad like he did with the father. He was
very happy to be with you.”
“I will do it when the time is
right. Good luck, my friend.”
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