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I landed in Manila from Hanoi on a hot, sticky evening with a backpack, a cheap SIM card, and no real plan beyond seeing the city and meeting Marco.

I was 26, and by then, Thailand, Vietnam, Japan, and Korea were already behind me.

I was used to night buses, changing plans, and trusting that things would work out.

We had met earlier in Asia, and he had promised to show me Manila.

But when I came out with my bag, there was no Marco.

I walked past the taxi drivers and the families with cardboard signs, looking for his face.

Nothing.

I checked my phone.

No messages.

I called him once, twice, three times.

It rang and rang, then went to voicemail.

I told myself he was just late.

Traffic in Manila was famous, and maybe his shift had run over.

I sat down in a small coffee shop near the exit and bought a bottle of water.

My good mood was still there, but it had a small crack in it now.

I found Danny's number, the one Marco had given me in case of trouble.

Danny answered quickly.

He sounded surprised to hear from me, and then strange, but he said he would come to the airport.

I ordered a coffee and waited.

Anna?

Anna over here.

Danny, thank God.

I've been watching that door for 40 minutes.

Sorry, the traffic on EDSA, you don't want to know.

I came as fast as I could.

It's fine.

Sit down.

Do you want a coffee?

Something cold?

You look like you're about to pass out.

No, no. I can't drink anything.

Thank you.

Okay, so where is he?

Is Marco sick?

Did something happen at work?

Anna.

Because he sent me a photo of this hall two days ago.

He was joking he'd stand here with a stupid sign with my name on it.

That's Marco.

He doesn't just not show up.

I know.

I know he doesn't.

So?

He's not coming.

He can't come.

What does that mean, he can't come?

He was taken this morning.

The police came to our flat.

Around 6, maybe half past 6, I was still in bed.

The police?

Yes.

Danny, that's not funny.

Do I look like I'm joking?

Look at me.

Okay, okay, I'm sorry.

Just slow down.

What happened?

Did he get into a fight?

Did he do something stupid?

I don't think so.

I really don't think so.

But they took him out in front of me, and they took his laptop, and they took papers from his desk.

They were in our flat for maybe two hours.

Every drawer.

My room, too.

That's a mistake.

It has to be.

Marco works in a call center.

He pays his rent.

He sends money to his mother in the province.

He's the most boring person I met in six months of traveling.

He goes to bed at ten.

I know what Marco is.

Then what are they saying?

What did they tell you?

Almost nothing.

Nobody tells me anything.

I'm not family.

I'm not a lawyer.

I just stood in the corner with my hands up while they put his laptop in a plastic bag.

But I heard them talking to each other.

Something about accounts.

Something about people paying for work that doesn't exist online.

And his name is on it.

His name is on what?

I don't know exactly.

That's the truth.

I heard the word estafa and I heard the word scam and then they told me to be quiet.

Right.

Okay.

I'm going there.

Right now.

Where is he?

Which station?

Marco was supposed to wait for me in the arrivals hall.

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Anna, no. Not tonight.

Why not?

I'm not going to sit in a hostel and look at my phone.

I flew here to see him.

If he's in a cell somewhere, I want to see him.

Because at 9 at night, you'll get a locked door and a guard who tells you to come back tomorrow.

That the best case The worst case you a foreigner with no lawyer no reason to be there shouting in a police station and somebody decides you interesting I not going to shout Everybody says that before they shout So what, I do nothing?

You sleep.

And at 7 in the morning, I pick you up and we go together.

I'll wait with you.

All day if we have to.

You'll come with me?

I said I would.

I'm saying it now.

Even though you're scared?

I'm very scared.

That's why I'm sitting here sweating in an airport coffee shop instead of being at home.

They wrote down my name too, Ana.

My name.

I live in that flat.

My laptop is next to his on the same desk.

So yes, I'm scared.

And I'm still going to take you.

I'm sorry.

I didn't mean—I'm not trying to make this about me.

I know.

You're not.

You're the only person who called me.

He gave me your number in Hanoi months ago.

If anything happens in Manila, call Danny.

I thought it was a joke, like in case I lose my wallet.

Marco likes to be prepared.

He's like that.

Always has a plan for other people and never one for himself.

That's him exactly.

Look, there's a small place near the station.

Cheap rooms, they don't ask questions.

I'll drop you there now, you sleep, and I'll be outside at 7.

I haven't booked anything.

I was going to stay with Marco.

I know.

He told me.

He was going to give you his room and sleep on the sofa and complain about it for a week.

God, that idiot.

Yeah.

Okay, okay, fine.

Seven o'clock.

But Danny, one thing.

If he did something and you know about it, tell me now, not tomorrow.

Now.

I'd rather be angry tonight than stupid tomorrow.

He didn't do it.

I'm not saying he's a saint.

He's stubborn and he's bad with money.

But stealing from strangers on the internet?

He'd cry.

He cried at a video about a dog last month.

That's true.

He really did.

So tomorrow we go and we listen to what they actually say, and then we find him someone who knows the law, because I don't.

I have some money saved.

Not much, but some.

Let's not spend it in the dark.

Let's find out what we're paying for first.

Fine, but I want it said out loud.

I'm not leaving him in there, whatever this is.

Then we agree.

Come on, finish your coffee, I'll get the car.

And Anna, don't talk to anyone at the station tomorrow before I get there.

Not the guard, not the man at the desk.

Nobody.

You think I'll say something stupid?

I think you'll say something honest.

In this building, that's the same thing.

Then I'll keep my mouth shut and let you do the talking.

That's the first sensible thing anybody said all day.

The next morning, Danny was outside the cheap rooms at 7.

exactly as he promised, with two cups of coffee and a face that had not slept.

We drove to the police station in silence, past jeepneys and wet markets, and people starting their day as if nothing had happened.

The station was hot and crowded, and we sat on a plastic bench for hours.

Danny did the talking, like he said he would.

I kept my mouth shut and watched the clock and the guards and the door that never opened.

Around lunchtime, a clerk finally told us something.

Marco was being held temporarily, and the case was about online fraud, people paying for work that did not exist.

His name was on the papers.

I asked what that meant, and the clerk shrugged and said the investigation was ongoing.

Danny put a hand on my arm before I could say anything honest.

We waited more.

Late in the afternoon, a different officer called us over and said we could have a short visit.

Twenty minutes, maybe less.

I felt my stomach drop.

I had been waiting all day to hear something.

And now that I had it, I was scared of what Marco would look like.

Danny squeezed my shoulder and said he would be right outside.

A guard led me down a corridor to the visitation room.

I took a breath and walked in.

Margo?

Hey, it's me.

It's Anna.

You came.

You actually came.

Of course I came.

I've been downstairs since 10 this morning, sitting on a plastic bench watching a door.

Sit down.

Sit.

God, look at you.

Have you slept at all Maybe two hours The floor is concrete and the light never goes off and there are nine of us in that room Anna I sorry about the airport I'm so sorry.

You must have stood there like...

I stood there for 40 minutes with a bottle of water in my hand, waiting for a stupid sign with my name on it.

But that's not important now.

Danny told me what he saw.

Police in the flat at half past six, laptop in a plastic bag, papers off your desk.

Danny spoke to you?

He came to the airport.

He was sweating through his shirt.

He couldn't sit still.

He said they searched his room too and took his laptop and his phone.

They did.

His room, my room, the kitchen, even the cupboard under the sink.

He has nothing to do with any of it, Anna.

Nothing.

I know.

He's outside right now, in the corridor, pretending to read a notice on the wall so the guard thinks he's nobody.

He told me not to say a single word to anyone in this building, so I've been sitting on my hands all day.

He's right.

Listen to Danny, not to me.

I'd rather listen to you.

Twenty minutes, that's what they gave us, and I don't know if we get more.

So talk.

What do they say you did?

Estafa.

Swindling.

They say I was part of a group taking money from people online.

Filipinos working abroad, mostly.

Seafarers, nurses in Dubai, people sending money home to their families.

They were promised jobs.

Placement fees, paperwork, a job waiting for them in Manila.

They paid.

There were no jobs.

And your name is in the middle of it.

My name is on the account.

My name is on the receipt forms.

There's one form with a signature that looks like mine.

I stared at the photocopy this morning for an hour and my hands were shaking.

Does it look like yours because it is yours?

No, Anna, no. It's close.

It's close enough that I'd have to look twice.

And I've been signing my name for 26 years.

Then how?

How does somebody put your name on an account?

Through work.

I'm on the phones eight hours a day.

Every agent has an ID, a login, an email with our surname on it.

There's a man on my team, Rico.

He's senior.

He's been there four years.

He trained me.

When his laptop died in June, he asked to borrow mine for a week.

I said yes.

Of course I said yes.

He was my trainer.

And you never got it back.

I got it back.

That's the thing.

It came back clean.

It worked fine.

I used it until Tuesday when the police took it.

But in those days, he had my machine, my login, my files.

And in July, he asked me to sign an endorsement form for a client.

Just one sheet.

He said the client needed it fast and the manager was already gone home.

And you signed it without reading it.

I signed it without reading it.

It was a Tuesday.

Everybody signs everything in that office.

I didn't even look at the second page, and the second page had my name typed at the bottom of a payment schedule.

Okay, okay.

One more question, and I want you to be straight with me, because I'd rather be angry now than stupid later.

Was there money in your account?

Yes, 4,000 pesos in May.

Rico said it was a reimbursement for my internet bill because I worked from home two weeks when the office Wi-Fi was down.

I believed him because my internet bill was about that.

And I spent it, Anna.

I didn't check.

I didn't ask again.

I just spent it on groceries and a new pair of shoes.

4,000 pesos.

About $70.

I know how it sounds.

It sounds like you, Marco.

That's the problem.

It sounds exactly like you.

I know.

I'm not going to sit here and tell you it's fine.

It's not fine.

But $70 and a signature you didn't read is not a scam.

Not the kind they're describing.

So what do we do?

I kept things.

That's why I need you.

What things?

Two weeks ago, I started to feel strange.

Rico asked me for my login again, and when I said no, he got quiet with me.

And then somebody in the office said there had been a complaint about one of our accounts.

So I printed everything.

The old group chat from the team, screenshots, the endorsement form, a copy of the contract with the client's real signature on it.

It's not my signature, Anna.

It's somebody else's, and it's in the same file.

Where is it Because they took everything from the flat Your laptop your papers your notebooks Not there I put it in a brown envelope and I put it in my locker at the gym behind my old running shoes because I was scared to keep it at home I thought I was being stupid I thought I was making a movie in my head.

Which gym?

Which locker?

Gold's, the one on the second floor of the mall across from the office.

Men's changing room, locker 14.

It's a padlock with a key.

Here.

Anna.

Take it.

Quick.

The guard is watching the clock, not us.

If he sees me take this.

He won't.

Put your hand flat on the table.

There.

Okay.

Okay.

I've got it.

It's in my fist.

God, my heart is going like a bird.

14.

Say it back to me.

Locker 14.

Gold's second floor.

Men's changing room behind the shoes.

I've got it.

And the lawyer.

That's the other thing.

My family already spoke to someone, a lawyer, before I was even moved here.

Attorney Lisa Salazar.

Her office is on Taft Avenue, two streets from the big church.

I don't have the number because my phone is evidence, but Dani can find her.

She has a page.

She has an office.

She'll be listed.

What do I tell her?

Tell her I'm here and I've said nothing.

Tell her there's an envelope.

Tell her about Rico and the borrowed laptop in the form.

And tell her I'm scared, Anna.

Tell her that, too.

Because it's the truth, and I'd rather she knew what she's walking into.

What does she cost?

I don't know.

My mother talked to her, so she's already spoken to my mother, and that means it's not nothing.

The first conversation was free, my mother said.

After that, I don't know.

I don't have money in there with me.

I don't even have a wallet.

I have some savings.

Not a lot.

Six months on night buses and cheap rooms.

So, you know, some.

I can't ask you for that.

You didn't ask.

But let's find out what it costs before I hand over anything.

Danny says the same.

Danny's a better friend than I deserve.

He's terrified, by the way.

He wants you to know that.

He said his name is written down somewhere too, and he's still going to the lawyer with me.

That's Danny.

He complains for an hour, and then he does the right thing.

Listen to me.

Tomorrow morning, I go to the gym, then the lawyer's office, and I don't stop until somebody with a desk and a stamp has heard the whole story.

But I need you to do something in here.

And it's the hardest one.

Don't talk.

Not to the other men.

Not to the officers who are nice to you.

Nobody.

If someone puts a paper in front of you, you read every line twice.

And you sign nothing.

What if they make me?

Then you say, I want my lawyer.

And you say it again.

Can you do that?

I can do that.

Say it for me.

I want my lawyer.

I want my lawyer.

Good.

That's it.

That's the whole job in here.

Anna, I keep thinking this is a mistake, and in a week somebody will say sorry, wrong man, and I'll walk out and we'll laugh about it at a bar.

And then I remember the signature on that form, and I remember how quiet Rico was when I said no to him, and I stopped laughing.

I'm not going to promise you it's a mistake because I don't know yet, but I flew here to see you, and I'm not getting back on a plane with you still in this building.

That's not me being brave.

That's just the fact of it.

You came for a holiday.

Beaches, old churches, cheap mangoes.

I know what I came for.

I'll get to it.

But the holiday can wait a week.

Anna, don't tell my mother yet.

Not until there's something real to tell her.

She'll sit in front of the church all day and she has a bad hip.

Okay.

Nothing to your mother yet.

And eat something, please.

You look like you've been on the bench since 10 in the morning.

I have.

Danny's been feeding me crackers out of a machine, so I'm basically a pigeon now.

That sounds like Danny.

The guard's standing up.

I think that's my 20 minutes.

Anna, thank you.

I know that's a small word for it.

Keep it.

You can owe me a proper one.

Locker 14.

I'll be back, Marco.

As soon as they let me in that door, I'll be back.

I'll be here.

Yeah, I know.

That's the problem.

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我从河内飞抵马尼拉，那是一个闷热的傍晚，我背着背包，揣着一张便宜的SIM卡，除了看看这座城市和见见Marco之外，并没有什么真正的计划。

那年我26岁，那时泰国、越南、日本和韩国都已经在我身后了。

我已经习惯了夜班巴士、临时改变计划，以及相信事情总会顺利解决。

我们早些时候在亚洲见过面，他答应过要带我看看马尼拉。

但当我提着包出来时，Marco不在那里。

我从出租车司机和举着纸板牌子的家庭身边走过，寻找着他的脸。

什么都没有。

我查看了手机。

没有消息。

我给他打了一次、两次、三次电话。

铃声响了又响，然后转到了语音信箱。

我告诉自己他只是迟到了。

马尼拉的交通是出了名的，也许他加班了。

我在出口附近的一家小咖啡店坐下，买了一瓶水。

我的好心情还在，但现在上面有了一道小小的裂痕。

我找到了Danny的号码，是Marco给我的，以备遇到麻烦时使用。

Danny很快就接了。

他听到我的声音似乎很惊讶，然后语气变得奇怪，但他说他会来机场。

我点了一杯咖啡，等着。

Anna？Anna，这边。

Danny，谢天谢地。

我已经盯着那扇门看了40分钟了。

抱歉，EDSA上的交通，你不想知道的。

我尽可能快地赶来了。

没关系。

坐下吧。

你要喝杯咖啡吗？

来点冷的？

你看起来快要晕倒了。

不，不用。

我什么都喝不下。

谢谢你。

好吧，那他在哪里？

Marco病了吗？

工作上出什么事了吗？

Anna。

因为他两天前给我发了一张这个大厅的照片。

他还开玩笑说他会站在这里，举着一个写着我名字的傻牌子。

那就是Marco。他不会就这么不出现的。

我知道。我知道他不会。

那呢？

他来不了了。他来不了。

什么叫来不了？

他今天早上被带走了。警察来了我们的公寓。

大概6点，也许6点半，我还在床上。

警察？

是的。

Danny，这不好笑。

我看起来像在开玩笑吗？看看我。

好，好，对不起。你慢点说。

发生了什么？他打架了吗？他做了什么蠢事吗？

我不这么认为。我真的不这么认为。

但他们当着我的面把他带走了，他们拿走了他的笔记本电脑，还从他桌上拿走了文件。

他们在我们公寓里待了大概两个小时。

每一个抽屉。我的房间也是。

这是个错误。一定是。

Marco在呼叫中心工作。他付房租。他给省里的母亲寄钱。

他是我旅行六个月里遇到的最无聊的人。

他十点就睡觉。

我知道Marco是什么样的人。

那他们在说什么？他们跟你说了什么？

几乎什么都没说。没人告诉我任何事。

我不是家属。我不是律师。

我只是站在角落里，举着双手，看着他们把他的手提电脑装进塑料袋。

但我听到他们互相交谈。

关于账户的一些事。

关于人们为网上不存在的工作付钱的一些事。

而他的名字在上面。

他的名字在什么上面？

我不确切知道。这是实话。

我听到了estafa这个词，我听到了scam这个词，然后他们让我安静。

好。好吧。我现在就去那里。马上。他在哪里？哪个警局？

Marco本该在到达大厅等我的。

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Anna，不行。不是今晚。

为什么不行？我不会坐在旅馆里看手机。我飞来这里是为了见他。

如果他被困在某个牢房里，我想见他。

因为晚上9点，你只会遇到一扇锁着的门和一个叫你明天再来的警卫。

那是最好的情况。最坏的情况是，你一个外国人，没有律师，没有理由在那里，在警察局大喊大叫，然后有人觉得你很有趣。我不会大喊大叫的。每个人在喊叫之前都这么说。

那我怎么办，什么都不做？

你睡觉。

早上7点，我来接你，我们一起去。

我会陪你等。

如果需要的话，等一整天。

你愿意跟我一起去？

我说过我会的。

我现在就在说。

即使你害怕？

我非常害怕。

这就是为什么我坐在这里，在机场咖啡店里流着汗，而不是待在家里。

他们也记下了我的名字，Ana。

我的名字。

我住在那间公寓里。

我的笔记本电脑和他的并排放在同一张桌子上。

所以是的，我害怕。

但我仍然会带你去。

对不起。

我不是故意——我不是想把这件事变成关于我的。

我知道。

你没有。

你是唯一一个给我打电话的人。

几个月前在河内他把你的号码给了我。

如果在马尼拉出了什么事，就打给Danny。

我以为是个玩笑，就像以防我丢了钱包之类的。

Marco喜欢做好准备。

他就是那样的人。

总是为别人做计划，从来不为自己做。

那正是他。

听着，车站附近有个小地方。

便宜的房间，他们不问问题。

我现在送你过去，你睡觉，我7点在外面等你。

我什么都没订。

我本来打算住在Marco那里。

我知道。

他告诉我的。

他打算把他的房间给你，自己睡沙发，然后为此抱怨一个星期。

天哪，那个白痴。

是啊。

好，好，行。

七点。

但是Danny，有一件事。

如果他做了什么而你知道，现在就告诉我，不要等到明天。

现在。

我宁愿今晚生气，也不愿明天犯傻。

他没有做。

我不是说他是圣人。

他很固执，而且他不擅长理财。

但在网上偷陌生人的钱？

他会哭的。

上个月他看了一个关于狗的视频就哭了。

那是真的。他真的哭了。

所以明天我们去，我们听他们到底说什么，

然后我们给他找一个懂法律的人，因为我不懂。

我存了一些钱。不多，但有一些。

我们不要在黑暗中花钱。我们先弄清楚我们在为什么付钱。

好，但我要把话说清楚。我不会把他留在那里，不管这是什么。

那我们说定了。

来吧，喝完你的咖啡，我去取车。

还有Anna，明天在我到之前，不要跟车站里的任何人说话。

不要跟警卫说，不要跟柜台的人说。

任何人都不行。

你觉得我会说蠢话？

我觉得你会说实话。

在这栋楼里，那是一回事。

那我就闭嘴，让你来说。

这是今天所有人说的第一句明智的话。

第二天早上，Danny七点就到了便宜旅馆外面。

完全如他承诺的那样，带着两杯咖啡和一张没睡过的脸。

我们沉默地开车去警察局，经过吉普尼和菜市场，

还有那些开始新一天的人们，仿佛什么都没发生过。

警察局又热又拥挤，我们在塑料长椅上坐了好几个小时。

Danny负责说话，就像他说的那样。

我闭着嘴，看着时钟、警卫和那扇从未打开的门。

快到午饭时间，一个职员终于告诉了我们一些事情。

Marco被临时拘留，案件涉及网络诈骗，

人们为不存在的工作付钱。

他的名字在文件上。

我问那是什么意思，那个职员耸了耸肩说调查正在进行中。

Danny在我还没来得及说任何实话之前把手放在了我的胳膊上。

我们继续等。

傍晚时分，另一个警官把我们叫过去，说我们可以短暂探视。

二十分钟，也许更少。

我感到胃一沉。

我一整天都在等着听到些什么。

而现在我听到了，我却害怕看到Marco会是什么样子。

Danny捏了捏我的肩膀说他会就在外面。

一个警卫带我沿着走廊走到探视室。

我深吸一口气，走了进去。

Margo？

嘿，是我。

是Anna。

你来了。

你真的来了。

我当然来了。

我从今天早上10点就在楼下了，坐在塑料长椅上盯着一扇门。

坐下吧。

坐。

天哪，看看你。

你睡过觉吗？也许两个小时。地板是水泥的，灯从来不关，那个房间里有九个人。Anna，机场的事我很抱歉。

我非常抱歉。

你一定站在那里像……

我站在那里40分钟，手里拿着一瓶水，等着一个写着我名字的傻牌子。

但现在那不重要了。

Danny告诉了我他看到的。

警察六点半在公寓里，笔记本电脑装在塑料袋里，你桌上的文件被拿走了。

Danny跟你说了？

他来了机场。他的衬衫都汗湿透了。他坐立不安。

他说他们也搜了他的房间，拿走了他的笔记本电脑和手机。

他们确实做了。他的房间，我的房间，厨房，甚至水槽下面的柜子。

他跟这些事一点关系都没有，Anna。一点都没有。

我知道。他现在就在外面，在走廊里，假装在看墙上的通知，好让警卫觉得他是个无关紧要的人。

他告诉我不要跟这栋楼里的任何人说一个字，所以我一整天都按兵不动。

他说得对。听Danny的，别听我的。

我宁愿听你的。二十分钟，这是他们给我们的，我不知道我们能不能有更多。所以说吧。他们说你做了什么？

Estafa。诈骗。

他们说我是一个在网上骗人钱的团伙的一员。

主要是海外工作的菲律宾人。

海员、在迪拜的护士、往家里寄钱的人。

他们被承诺有工作。

安置费、文书、在马尼拉等着他们的工作。

他们付了钱。没有工作。

而你的名字就在其中。

我的名字在账户上。

我的名字在收据表格上。

有一张表格上的签名看起来像我的。

今天早上我盯着那份复印件看了一个小时，我的手在发抖。

它看起来像你的，是因为它就是你的吗？

不，Anna，不。很接近。接近到我得看两遍。

而我签我的名字已经26年了。

那怎么？怎么会有人把你的名字放到账户上？

通过工作。我每天在电话上八个小时。

每个代理都有一个ID、一个登录名、一个带有我们姓氏的电子邮件。

我团队里有个人，Rico。他是资深员工。他在那里四年了。他培训了我。

六月他的笔记本电脑坏了，他问我借我的用一周。我说好。我当然说好。他是我的培训师。

而你从来没拿回来过。

我拿回来了。这就是问题所在。它回来时是干净的。它运行正常。我一直用到周二警察把它拿走。

但在那些天里，他有了我的机器、我的登录名、我的文件。

而在七月，他让我为一个客户签一份背书表格。

就一张纸。

他说客户需要得急，经理已经回家了。

而你看都没看就签了。

我看都没看就签了。

那是个星期二。

那个办公室里每个人都什么都签。

我甚至没看第二页，

而第二页的付款计划底部打着我的名字。

好吧，好吧。

再问一个问题，我要你跟我说实话，

因为我宁愿现在生气，也不想以后犯傻。

你账户里有钱吗？

有，五月份有4000比索。

里科说那是我网费的报销，

因为办公室Wi-Fi坏的那两周我在家工作。

我相信了他，因为我的网费差不多就是这个数。

而且我花掉了，安娜。

我没查。

我没再问。

我就把它花在了杂货和一双新鞋上。

4000比索。

大约70美元。我知道这听起来像什么。

听起来就像你，马尔科。这就是问题所在。听起来完全就像你。

我知道。

我不会坐在这里告诉你这没事。这没事才怪。

但70美元和一个你没看的签名不是骗局。不是他们描述的那种。

那我们怎么办？

我留了东西。这就是我需要你的原因。

什么东西？

两周前，我开始觉得不对劲。

里科又向我要登录信息，我拒绝后，他就对我冷淡了。

然后办公室里有人说，我们的一个账户被投诉了。

所以我把所有东西都打印了出来。

团队以前的群聊、截图、背书表格，

一份合同副本，上面有客户的真实签名。

那不是我的签名，安娜。

是别人的，而且就在同一个文件里。

在哪里？因为他们把公寓里的一切都拿走了。你的笔记本电脑、你的文件、你的笔记本。不在那里。我把它放进一个棕色信封，放在健身房我的储物柜里，藏在我旧跑鞋后面，因为我不敢把它留在家里。我以为我在犯傻。

我以为我在脑子里拍电影。

哪个健身房？

哪个储物柜？

金健身房，办公室对面商场二楼那家。

男更衣室，14号储物柜。

是一把带钥匙的挂锁。

给你。

安娜。

拿着。

快。

保安在看钟，不是看我们。

如果他看到我拿这个。

他不会的。

把手平放在桌上。

好了。

好。

好。

我拿到了。

在我拳头里。

天啊，我的心跳得像只鸟。

14。

跟我说一遍。

14号储物柜。

金健身房二楼。

男更衣室鞋子后面。

我记住了。

还有律师。

那是另一件事。

我家人甚至在我被转到这里之前就已经和一个人谈过了，一个律师。

丽莎·萨拉查律师。

她的办公室在塔夫脱大道，离大教堂两条街。

我没有号码，因为我的手机是证据，但丹妮能找到她。

她有一个页面。

她有一个办公室。

她会登记在册的。

我跟她说什么？

告诉她我在这里，而且我什么都没说。

告诉她有一个信封。

告诉她里科和表格里借用的笔记本电脑的事。

还有告诉她我很害怕，安娜。

也告诉她这个。

因为这是事实，我宁愿她知道她要面对什么。

她收费多少？

我不知道。

我母亲和她谈过，所以她已经和我母亲谈过了，这意味着不是免费的。

我母亲说第一次谈话是免费的。

之后，我不知道。

我身上没带钱。

我连钱包都没有。

我有些积蓄。

不多。

六个月夜班公交和廉价房间。

所以，你知道，有一些。

我不能向你要那个。

你没要。

但在我交出任何东西之前，我们先弄清楚费用。

丹尼也这么说。

丹尼是个比我应得的更好的朋友。

顺便说一句，他吓坏了。

他想让你知道这一点。

他说他的名字也被写在了某个地方，但他还是愿意和我一起去找律师。

这就是丹尼。

他抱怨一个小时，然后做正确的事。

听我说。

明天早上，我去健身房，然后去律师办公室，

我不会停下来，直到某个有桌子和印章的人听完整个故事。

但我需要你在这里做一件事。

这是最难的一件。

别说话。

别跟其他人说。

别跟对你好的警官说。

谁都别说。

如果有人把文件放在你面前，每一行都读两遍。

什么都别签。

如果他们逼我呢？

那你就说，我要我的律师。

然后你再说一遍。

你能做到吗？

我能做到。

跟我说一遍。

我要我的律师。

我要我的律师。

很好。

就这样。

在这里要做的就是这些。

安娜，我一直觉得这是个错误，一周后有人会说对不起，抓错人了，

然后我走出去，我们在酒吧里笑这件事。

然后我想起那份表格上的签名，

我想起我拒绝里科时他有多沉默，我就不笑了。

我不会向你保证这是个错误，因为我还不知道，

但我飞来这里见你，我不会在你还在这个楼里的时候登上返程飞机。

这不是我勇敢。这就是事实。

你是来度假的。海滩、老教堂、便宜的芒果。

我知道我为什么来。我会去办。但度假可以等一周。

安娜，先别告诉我母亲。等有真正的事情再告诉她。

她会在教堂前坐一整天，而且她髋部不好。

好。先不告诉你母亲。

还有吃点东西，拜托。你看起来像从早上10点就一直坐在替补席上。

确实如此。丹尼一直从机器里给我拿饼干吃，所以我现在基本上是一只鸽子。

听起来像丹尼。

保安站起来了。我想我的20分钟到了。

安娜，谢谢你。我知道这个词太轻了。

留着吧。你可以欠我一个正式的。14号储物柜。我会回来的，马尔科。

他们一让我进那扇门，我就回来。

我会在这里。

是的，我知道。这就是问题所在。

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