A
Ray of Hope |
| February 26, 2003
- Tacna, Peru |
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I
am feeling a little more optimistic after today. Yesterday,
chances of recovering Baby Blue seemed slim to none. A few
things happened today to give me some hope. |
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I
spent about three hours with the police this morning.
My lawyer accompanied me and paved the way for me.
He was very friendly with many of the officers at
the station but it was obvious that they respected
him. A six page, no spaces, manually typed report
was generated that I was asked to sign and fingerprint!
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I said
"HEY! I'M NOT ON TRAIL HERE!" Actually, I went
along with the program, I was glad they were taking it seriously.
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On
the wall at the station were stats from 2002. Out
of 28 vehicles stolen last year 24 were recovered!
Pretty good odds, even better considering the increased
difficulty of disposing of an American car. |
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After
the interview my lawyer invited me for lunch. His
first name is Jesus. His nickname is Huevo Duro, 'hard
egg¹. For the shape of his bald head or for being
a hard ass, I'm not sure. He can be a likable guy
but I would not want to be on his bad side. |
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My
suspicions of his possible involvement were
diminishing. He had actually filed a report
with the police and done some investigations
on his own. He has a busy practice and the respect
of many people in the community. I did meet
some people who did not think highly of him.
But some people just don't like lawyers.
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Huevo Duro
seemed to genuinely empathize with my situation and felt
he had let me down. (I would have to agree!) He welcomed
me into his home as a friend. Lunch was good. It included
a casserole with hard boiled eggs. |
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| In the afternoon, Carmen, who
had taken me to 'el divino, asked if I wanted to consider
a private detective to speed things up. She has a friend who
would only charge gas money and a 'propina'. A gratuity of
my choosing if there are results. Hmm. The plot thickens.
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