Chapter 30

As if the desert wasn't hot,-- said Zacharias after asking several brothels along the river with the photo in his hand. He discarded the most luxurious ones. There "Lisbon" did not spend a penny and he doubted that one of the fine and perfumed young women would want to sleep with him even for 4 kilos of gold.

He knew it was not an easy task, "Lisboa" must have been hiding in a sewer at least, something he must have done. At one o'clock in the afternoon, when Zacharias considered that the sun was at a good level for a Hiroshima type sunstroke, he saw the restaurant.

Zacharias considered that luck hides, but it always appears...

The restaurant attracted him... His old and faithful instinct was not wrong... A restaurant like any other...full of thieves, policemen, soldiers...in short...a place only for delinquents...a place to play Russian roulette, to auction girls, to sell opium when the doors were closed to the public, so that other kinds of delinquents could enter.