Chapter 159 —You're not a little girl

Narrator:

Eros hadn't slept a wink all night. Dawn was breaking, the room was filled with gray light, and he washed his face, took a deep breath in front of the mirror, and stared at himself.

“Come on, damn it... you can do this.”

He went back to the table, picked up his cell phone, and dialed. Three rings.

“Yes?” Roman answered, his voice deep, hoarse, half-laden with sleep, half-laden with the world.

“Roman, it's me, Eros.”

A brief silence.

“Yes, Eros, your name is on my screen, I mean, in case you don't know, but what's going on?” Roman's voice tensed slightly, as if he already sensed that this was not a trivial greeting.

"Yeah, fine, whatever. Listen, I don't want any beating around the bush: I have something for you. Something important. I was reviewing the files, moving some pieces around, and I found cracks. Inconsistencies in the cases they're piling on you.

Another silence, longer this time.

“Eros...” Roman finally said, in that low, dange