Chapter 45 Chapter 43 The Hotel Raphael

Andrea was terrified. No, I am not afraid, she thought, I am afraid. The first thing she did when she got back to the hotel was to buy three packs of cigarettes.She recovered a bit after the first pack, and now she is smoking the second pack, feeling much better, she feels a little like seasick, a little like listening to a lullaby. At this time, she was sitting on the floor of the room, with her back against the wall, holding her legs tightly while smoking non-stop.Her laptop was across the room, closed. Think about what she did just now.After 40 seconds of watching Kaloski's video, she threw up.Andrea is restless, so she immediately found the nearest trash can, put one hand over her mouth, and vomited some macaroni and cheese, which was her breakfast, and some she didn't remember eating. , maybe it was dinner the night before.She wondered if throwing up at the Vatican counted as blasphemy, and she decided it shouldn't.

When the world stopped spinning, she walked back to the gate of the press release center, thinking maybe someone would hear the noise just now.There is no doubt that now the two Swiss security guards can arrest her for postal theft, or maybe the act has another name and is guilty anyway.Because none of these letters were addressed to her. Oh Mr. Police, I thought there was a bomb in it so I bravely opened it, keep calm and I'll be here waiting for you to bring me a medal. It's not too believable, it's not believable at all.But in fact, Andrea was not prepared to explain to the person who wanted to arrest her, because no one wanted to arrest her.Andrea packed her things calmly, left here as slowly as possible, gave the Swiss security guard a charming smile at the door of the arched clock, and then walked through St. Peter's Square, which was full of people for several days.When she got to the hotel and got out of the taxi, she didn't think about the eyes of the Swiss security guard staring at her.She felt that they would not follow her.

No one followed her, and no one suspected anything.On Pizza Street, she threw the other nine unopened letters into a dumpster.She didn't want these to be evidence of her own crime, and then she went straight into her room except for a few minutes at the place where cigarettes were sold. When she was completely calm, Andrea checked the dried flower vase in her room three times to make sure there were no hidden cameras inside.Then she put the CD into the computer and watched the video again. The first time she tried to watch it for a minute, the second time she almost watched it all.The third time, she watched it thoroughly, but had to rush to the toilet to throw up the water she just drank and what was left in her stomach.For the fourth time, she convinced herself to remain calm, telling herself that this was a real video, not the horror movie "The Blair Witch".But we all know that Andrea is a very keen reporter with a strong sense of responsibility.Her intuition told her from the very beginning that the video was real, and maybe some reporters would dismiss it as false.But Andrea has spent days looking for Bishop Robaya, and she also suspects that other bishops are missing.Hearing Robaya's name on video unraveled her doubts like an alcoholic drinking tea at Buckingham Palace at 5 a.m.: cold, dirty, but effective.

She watched it a fifth time, in order to get used to the pictures inside.For the sixth time, she took notes, and the words were written crookedly.Then Andrea turned off the computer and sat in a place between the desk and the air conditioner, as far away from the computer as possible.She started puffing on nicotine. "Now is not the time to quit smoking anyway." Those images are nightmares.It started to feel hostile to her, and the filthy sight took her out of thought for two hours.When she finally recovered from the shock and started to think, she looked at her notes.She took out her notebook and wrote down what she already knew, and wrote three points, which would be the center of her report.

A wicked killer is murdering cardinals in Catholic churches; The Church, most likely is cooperating with the Vatican Police, but they hide the truth from the media; The cardinal plays an important role in the election, and the new pope will be elected within nine or eight days. She wrote a "nine" first, then crossed it out and changed it to an "eight".It is already Saturday. She's going to write an excellent report.A complete report, three pages long, with a summary, quotes, a sidebar, and a mug shot of the killer.She couldn't send any screenshots from the video to the newspaper immediately, because then they would immediately switch to someone else to write the story and dump her.The editor-in-chief will definitely drag Paloma out of the hospital bed and let her write, thinking that this is enough weight.Maybe they'll give her a second author chance in the sidebar.But if she sends the complete report and waits for it to be published, even the editor-in-chief will not have the guts to take it down for her.But this is impossible, because in that case, Andrea would need to send a fax to the Globe and Mail and another fax to the ABC Daily before publication. The article would be complex and contain many photos.Then the scoop would be gone, and her job would be lost.This is no fun.

"Like my brother Michael said, 'We've got to get on it, or we'll throw the bitch in the river.'" This metaphor is not very appropriate, especially for a young woman like Andrea.But no one interjected to insist that she was a young lady.A lady could never steal letters like Andrea, but it would be bad if she was affected by it.She seems to have seen herself writing a bestseller, "I Caught the Cardinal Killer," thousands of books with her name on the cover, traveling the world to interview, and attending debates to discuss her findings.This shameless thief should be in some trouble!

She now clearly understands that sometimes you have to be careful and understand who you want to rob. Because this information was not sent by the newspaper's top executive editor.It's from a cold-blooded killer, and maybe right now he's counting the hours until his message hits media broadcasts around the world tomorrow morning. She ponders her options.It was Saturday, and until this morning, the sender would never have known that the letters had never reached the recipient.If the delivery company was open on Saturday morning (which she doubted it would be), the killer would have found her within a few hours, maybe 10 or 11 am.Because the messenger saw the press badge on his chest.But maybe he's more interested in what's under her work ID, inside her clothes.At best, if the delivery company doesn't open until Monday, she'll have two days, at worst, she'll only have a few hours.

Andrea already knew that the craziest things always turned out to be the worst.So she immediately started writing articles.She could dye her hair, put on big sunglasses, and fly out of the hotel like a bee if the editor-in-chief sent the manuscript to the news agency. She stood up and told herself to be strong.She turned on the computer and opened the news writing program.She wrote the article directly on the newspaper template, and seeing her own words, she felt much better. Andrea wrote three pages in 45 minutes, and was about to finish when her phone rang. Who will call me on this number?It's 3 o'clock in the morning!

Only the newspaper had this number, and she hadn't given it to anyone else, not even to her family.Then it was probably an emergency call from the newspaper.She stood up and looked for the phone in her bag, and it took her a long time to find it.She looked at the display, expecting to see a long number calling from Spain, but that wasn't what she saw.The section that shows who is calling is blank.Not even "Caller unknown". She put the phone to her ear: "Hello?" There was only a busy tone coming from inside. She hung up. But her heart told her that this call was very important, and she had to hurry up.Back at the computer, she tried to write as fast as she could.She didn't even have time to correct the typos. She seldom wrote typos. She has been like this since she was eight years old, and she never had to go back and correct the typos.They can be revised before the paper is published anyway.Suddenly she wanted to finish writing quickly.

It took her another four hours to write the rest.Because she needs to find information, photos of the cardinal, news, personal introduction and the truth about the death.Some parts of the article were taken directly from Kaloski's video, and some parts were written so strongly that she felt blush and heartbeat.What is it all, let the editors review it, if they have the guts to watch that video. Just as she was writing her last sentence, Andrea heard a knock on the door.

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