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cash from a foreigner, especially not out here on a main street. Even a whisper of scandal would
cause Maria's father to whip her with his belt. Because in his view, his daughter's virginity was
the only asset she had.
So the two of them went to the café, where the man slipped fifty euros to the maid under the
table, and ordered coffee for both of them. The conversation lasted for more than an hour,
because the reporter from Le Monde was not only fascinated by the most mundane details of
Maria's job, but by the people she worked with, as well as their interpersonal relationships.
Therefore she was exhausted by the time the interview finally came to a close–and the fellow
passed another fifty-euro note under the table.
“Thank you, Maria,” he said sincerely. “You've been very helpful. Now remember, I won't
mention your name in the article–and you must remain silent, as well. Otherwise you could lose
your job.”
Maria nodded, came to her feet, and glanced at her watch. It was dinnertime! And Maria wasn't
there to help. Her mother would be furious.
Still, the interview had been worth it, and the maid felt happy as she hurried away.
Having determined the internal layout of the house, along with the habits of those who lived
there, 47 was that much closer to being ready. But one problem remained, and that was how to
enter the mansion, and do so at the correct time. Which, based on information provided by
Maria, would be during the day. The most difficult time of all.
The assassin drained the last of his coffee, left the café, and waddled up the street.
The assassin was worried–and had good reason to be, he knew–as the minutes and hours
continued to tick away. More than half the time allotted to him by Mr. Nu had already come off
the clock, and there was still a lot of work left to do. Finding a way to enter the mansion during
the day was proving to be difficult. No, impossible, since none of the schemes he had considered
proved feasible.
Take the “magazine” man, for example. His name was Pedro, and based on the research that the
assassin had carried out, he was a retired carpenter who pulled in a few euros a day by driving
his beat-up sedan into Lisbon at four in the morning, buying newspapers and magazines that
wouldn't arrive in Sintra until late that afternoon, then delivering them to the mansion so
Thorakis could scan them while he ate his breakfast. That raised the possibility that 47 could
bribe the man, pose as his son, and come along for the ride. Then, once the guards were used to
seeing the new face, the rest would be easy. Except that Pedro never spent more than five
minutes in the house, which meant his fake son wouldn't be allowed to either, which left the
assassin back at the starting point.
A couple of other possibilities were eliminated in the same fashion. That left the operative with
growing frustration, and he was beginning to wonder if his whole plan was going down the
drain.