chapter 51

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Tini's pov

*I picked up the telephone, wondering who could be calling all of a sudden.*

T: Hello?

*I heard a male voice. It was low and serious*

??: Hello, this is Buenos Aires police station. Am I talking to... eh... Martina Stoessel?

*Police? What happened?*

T: Y-yes

P.o.: We arrested Jorge Blanco. Please, come to our station as fast as you can.

*He hang up and I stood there for a while, taking in what I just heard. Then I went back to the living room*

L: Who called?

T: Girls, I need to leave now, do you mind staying here alone for a while?

C: No but where are you going?

T: That's not important. I'll be back in one hour, okay? Thank you

*I put on my shoes and ran to the police station as fast as I could. What happened to him? Why was he arrested? Does it have anything to do with the business he had to take care of this morning? Luckily I know where it is because we passed it several times when we were out. I got in and it didn't take long for me to find the room too. But a tall policeman stopped me from coming in.*

P.o.: Hello, are you Martina Stoessel?

T: Yes

P.o.: I'm officer Torres. I called you a while ago.

T: Oh, hello. Is Jorge here? In this room?

P.o.: Yes, you can come in

*I opened the door and saw Jorge. He was sitting on a chair absentmindedly, his hair dishelved and a few scars on his face...*

T: Jorge!

*I hugged him tight and heard him groan in pain so I backed quickly*

T: What were you doing?

P.o.: He had a fight on the street with a man named Diego. We arrested both of them.

J: But she came here for me so I can leave now. Let's go Martina

P.o.: No, you're not going anywhere until you pay for the damage you made on the street. A broken fence, damaged car that was parked at the place of the incident and so on and so on.

*Of course the police goes after money. They haven't changed at all.*

J: But I don't have money with me now

P.o.: Then you won't get out.

*Jorge looked at me apologetically. I really do want to give him a piece of my mind for having a fight on the street with Diego but that has to wait for now. I need to find something that could equal to the amount they need...*

T: I have something. But it's not money

P.o.: What is it then?

*I removed the ring that Peter gave me from my finger and placed it on the table*

T: Take the ring. Is it enough?

*They looked at the ring carefully. It took a while of checking its value but they eventually came back, letting us go.*

P.o.: You can leave. Damn boy, you see how much your girlfriend cares for you? Be happy that you have her. And you lady, keep your boyfriend under control.

J: Thanks.

*We walked out slowly and quietly  but as soon as we left the police station, I blew up.*

T: What was it?

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