Cid Cabido

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We requested an audience with the governor and he gave us one. We hadn’t come armed, so it wasn’t very difficult to get through the checkpoints in the lobby, and on the second floor, or even outside the door of his office, a sizable room with ceilings twelve feet high at least, by my calculations. The doors and tables were made of a dark and ancient wood, a little the worse for wear, and in the remaining furniture, the clots of black varnish really stood out.

We sat ourselves down in front of his desk, in a semicircle with a variable radius, filling his field of vision. An armed guard was stationed outside his door; of this we were certain. It’s possible one of us had been recognized, the guy from good stock, as they say, which we were counting on as our letter of introduction. The governor was pushing fifty, but in any case, the push was a soft one, and it was clear he still savored the perks of his post, as well as the prestige and status that went along with it.

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