Chapter 156 —He shouted powerfully

Narrator:

A few hours later, late in the morning, Gabriel Márquez sent his nephew to the penitentiary. He brought with him an impeccable suit bag, polished shoes, a dark tie, and a sealed order: Roman Adler was to be transferred to the wake of his deceased wife. Everything was arranged. Quickly, discreetly, without the press, without scandal.

The guards took him out of his cell without rushing. There were no shackles, no pushing. No one hurried him. No one dare