The labor call.
And of course they spent watching Netflix the rest of Sunday, but the story of the early hours of Monday was written as it should happen, between kisses and caresses, but in spite of everything they slept well, and at 8 in the morning on Monday, they were already back to Isla de Tris, he with his backpack full of his work papers and illusions, he was wearing blue jeans, a dark blue T-shirt and his formal dress shoes, she wearing a denim ensemble and wearing sneakers, because she still Her foot hurt a little.
"Leave me at Gaiatt Square please. —Martín tells her.
-I don't know why you don't accept that I leave you the car, so you move faster and I have my s&v.
-It is not necessary heart, and also I do not have a license, for me it is better this way; And what if I get hit? I imagine it is insured; But how will you be when they know that a car of Natalia Cantarell had an accident, and was being driven by a complete stranger without a license? Remember that you are a Married woman, federal public prosecutor's office and they're probably going to think I stole it from you.
-I already saw you drive and you do it very well, but you are right, here people are too stupid to drive, I go to work all day, but I see you at night; Yes? —Natalia says, standing in front of the mall.
-I think I will arrive early because I do not lack many companies to travel; Of course I want to see you at night because I have nothing better to do than be with you! In addition, You still owe me the prize of the race.
Martín says as a farewell respecting previous agreements not to say goodbye with kisses or hugs.
- Get off and shut up better because if you keep talking, neither you will go to get a job, nor will I go to do mine!
And in the ample parking lot of that shopping plaza; Martín got off and started walking trying to locate some human resources offices he had located with his GPS, when his cell phone rang from an unknown number.
- Yes, good morning! The engineer León Martin Jáuregui? "A boy's kind voice was heard.
-Yes, good morning; What is offered to you? —Martin replies.
-Here I got your resume and I am calling you from the Latin American hydrocarbons company, for a job interview in drilling; Where do you live?
-Well, I live in La Cruz, but right now I am on the Isla de Tris.
Martín answers a little nervous, because in reality he did not have a fixed place to live since he got out of prison.
- Perfect engineer! What time could I come for an interview here at the Gaiatt hotel on Isla de Tris?
- Right now because I'm around here! I have the hotel in sight. —Martin says, turning his eyes until he located the building.
-Right now it is not possible, because the human resources have not arrived, but; How about 11:00 a.m. I make your appointment?
"I think it's a perfect, young man, and I'll be there half an hour before; It's for today, right? —Martin asks, making sure.
-Yes, of course, I schedule it for today, Monday, July 29 at the reception of documents, it is not in the building of the Gaiatt hotel, but in the world trade center of the same square.
-I understand and I will be there without fail.
Martín says goodbye and happily walked to the dining area of the shopping plaza, it was barely 9 in the morning, but the time seemed perfect to sit down and have a coffee, while eating something light To make time in which he reviewed and rearranged his documents, of course he was not an engineer, but it was easy to confuse him with one, because of his extensive work history.