Angella and I stood before Marcel. There are many yachts moored in the bay below us. Claude and Pascal were stepping into the boat. It sent us ashore first and then returned to "Shalima". Naftali, the dog, ran around the deck excitedly. Not a breath of wind. Through the misty mountains of the sun, across the sea, I could vaguely see the old and new quays of Cannes, the palm trees on both sides of the Cross Road and the white hotels behind them. But everything is indistinct, the whole city, its buildings, many villas and luxury residential areas, which are located in gardens on the hillside, which extends up to the upper district of Cannes. The California section spreads out on the right, where Angella lived. I think I see my home, my hometown is right in front of me. This home and the 15000000 in the Swiss bank, Mark. There will be more money coming now. "It's three minutes past two," said Angella. "The man is late." "Yes," I said, "but he will come. He is sure to come. Brandenburg told me himself. Brandenburg himself coded the new instructions for me and gave the man money so that I could pay my informant. This is the statement I made Angella believe. Yesterday, I went to Diamond Ilde's house again. "Tomorrow, Thursday,plastic packaging tube, at fourteen o'clock, one of your henchmen will send me the first instalment of my life pension," I said to the albino woman, "and he will come to Rockland on the head of Antibes. I waited for him there, in front of the cage of the talking parrot. I want the amount for the first six months — 300,000 francs. "Go to hell!" Diamond Ilde said. "Certainly, my lady,plastic cosmetic tubes," I said, "but I will wait some time. You know what will happen if this messenger does not come or if he tries to kill me. She nodded. "Not just nodding," I said, "you say!" She said, "I know what will happen.". Don't worry, you pig, the messenger will come. "With three hundred thousand." "With three hundred thousand." Yesterday Diamond Ilde was wearing sapphire jewelry. Now I'm standing in front of the parrot cage. It's two o'clock and three minutes, but I'm calm, very calm. The messenger will come, for he must come. Why do you want to meet this man here? Asked Angella, a little uneasy. I have already told you that, Angella. After all that has happened, we must avoid all risks. Here, in broad daylight, plastic packing tube ,tube lip gloss, there are many people there, and it is impossible to commit murder. Brandenburg wanted to be safe. Me, too "Will this man bring you a lot of money?" "Yes," I said, "a lot of money. Those who know the situation demand it. Now I'm lying to her again. I have no choice. In front of Marcel's birdcage, Angella must never know the truth of this rendezvous. Now, perhaps in a few days, I was going to tell her very soon that they had cancelled my case because the insurance company had seen that they had to pay Diamond Ilde. Later on, I'm going to, I'm going to tell Ilde that I asked to retire with a very good retirement salary, so I can stay in Cannes forever. And then, it's about to be amputated. I haven't quite figured out how to explain it to Angella in detail. So far, so good, I think. It will continue to go well. I'm not the same person I was two months ago. I'm equal to those people now, and I don't care. I don't care about anything. In this dirty world, there is only one person who counts-Angella. Mr. and Mrs. Trabo are here. She said. Sure enough, the boat of "Shalima" drew a big arc and approached the mooring point. I thought it was lucky to have an unpunctual emissary, because I asked Claude to take some pictures of the emissary and me as unobtrusively as possible. Claude has a really nice camera, and I think there are pictures of the guy I'm waiting for and when he handed over the money to me. Everything's fine, I think. I said to Angella, "I love you.". If I had to die at this moment, I would be the happiest. Before I had finished saying this, something hit me in the back, under my left shoulder, with a terrible force. I fell forward on the red earth. It was a round, I think. A bullet hit me, but I didn't hear the shot. I also knew that Angella was shouting, but I didn't understand what she was shouting. Strangely, I don't feel any pain, not at all. Now, besides Angella's voice, I heard many other voices, loud and frightened. Then suddenly it was dark around me, and I had a feeling that I was falling, faster and faster, falling into a bottomless whirlpool. Before I lost consciousness, I thought: So this is death. This is the beginning. I came to myself a few times, though not completely. I saw Angella's brown eyes in a helicopter. I said I would never forget them. The helicopter's rotors rumbled loudly, and Angella had to put her mouth on my ear so I could understand what she was shouting. Tears streamed down her face. 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