My brother-in-law is a policeman (2nd part / FINAL)

- Captain, I present to you Ángel, my brother-in-law, godfather of my son. He is Don Luis Martínez, the new zone commissioner. And my new boss - his tone was of pure diplomacy.

- Nice to meet you, delighted - I extended my hand and that man of impeccable presence shook it firmly.

- I'll leave you for a moment - Gerardo excused himself more with him than with me. And he quickly walked away.

- I wanted to congratulate the godfather - he said kindly to me, the recently introduced one.

And then, an echo began to reverberate in my head.

"Is this one of the fags from the famous pine grove that you've...?"

My heart accelerated. It was beating strongly.

- And for you to put on a face after our first encounter so unique - he continued, attentive to my reaction -. I don't intend to make you uncomfortable, Ángel, don't worry. And even less on a day like today, so important for you. You're the godfather, no less. Perhaps I should have left it for later, but Gerardo didn't seem to give it much importance.

It was surprising the naturalness with which that guy addressed me, while giving me to understand that he was the one...

- Now I understand why my partner Velasco kept so much secret about you. I want to clarify that that night at the police station, I didn't know the kinship that united you.

- It's not necessary for you to give me any explanation - I stammered uncomfortably and with a wave of heat on my face.

- In reality, now that I know the truth, I won't lie to you... I'm even more interested. Knowing who you are, I can be sure that you're trustworthy - he told me.

- Yes, I am. My brother-in-law will decide. I will obey his orders - I whispered.

- Damn! The bastard Velasco! He's got you well trapped, huh?

I looked at him with a face of circumstance. The aforementioned Martínez was attractive; gray-haired, marked features, masculine.

- Perhaps, after the feast, I hope to have the opportunity to invite you for a drink. Well, that's what your brother-in-law hinted at - he anticipated.

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During the ceremony, while holding little Ángel in my arms, I crossed my gaze with that of his father, whose gaze shone, proud and loving, a gaze that hid a second and unknown Gerardo that, among the attendees, only I knew.

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What world have you been brought to, my dear nephew? I asked him with my gaze to that small innocent and kissed him with eternal tenderness. What sad farce are we all in, where we are all sad puppets moved by the strings of our more or less unconfessable desires?

But I remembered that I had more urgent things to think about. At what moment of the banquet would I have to sneak away to meet the new commissioner?

Damn! Who would have thought that I should have brought condom...