68. Liberation
Juan Luis
I'm calling this Franco on his phone, but the call isn't connecting. It seems the number is out of service, which is very strange. This weekend, I'll carry out an important part of my plan. If that doesn't get the tarantula to let me go, I don't know what else to do.
These days, I've been making her life miserable, telling her endless stories about my kids and some employees. I know she doesn't care at all, but my relentless chatter makes her see the boring life she'll have with me if we get married. Obviously, that's not a possibility, but she doesn't know that.
I'm leaving the house. I plan to take her to a nice place. With that in mind, I head out in a good mood. I soon arrive at her apartment and go up. The guard already considers me part of the tenants, so
