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that his father used to be a butcher before he was killed.'
    'Before he was killed? What does that mean? He was murdered or -?'
    'That was the expression he used to describe the death of his parents. "They were killed." He never offered an explanation and I didn't ask for one.'
    'How old was Sr Vega?'
    'Fifty-eight years old.'
    'So, born in 1944… five years after the Civil War ended. They didn't die in wartime,' said Falcón. 'You don't know when they were killed?'
    'Is this relevant, Inspector Jefe?' asked Vázquez.
    'We're building a picture of the victim's life. It would have had a significant effect on Sr Vega's mental state if, say, they died in a car accident when he was still a boy. If they were murdered, that would be something else altogether. That leaves unanswered questions and, especially if there was no retribution, it could breed a determination, not necessarily to find out why, which could be beyond his capabilities, but to prove something to himself. To find out who he was in this world.'
    'My God, Inspector Jefe, 'said Vázquez, 'perhaps it's your own experience that's made you so eloquent on the matter but I'm sorry I can't help you with that kind of information. I'm sure there are records…'
    'How long have you known him?' asked Calderón.
    'Since 1983.'
    'Was that here… in Seville?'
    'He wanted to buy a plot of land. It was his first project.'
    'And what had he been doing before that?' asked Falcón. 'Butchery doesn't buy you very much land.'
    'I didn't ask him. He was my first client. I was twenty-eight years old. I didn't want to do or ask anything that might lose me the work.'
    'So his background didn't bother you – the possibility that he might rip you off?' asked Falcón. 'How did you meet?'
    'He came in off the street one day. You probably don't know this about business, Inspector Jefe, but you have to take risks. If you want to be sure about everything you don't set up your own practice… you work for the State.'
    'Did he have an accent?' asked Falcón, ignoring the slight.
    'He spoke in Andaluz, but it didn't sound as if he was born to it. He'd been abroad. I know he spoke American English, for instance.'
    'You didn't question him about any of that?' asked Falcón. 'I mean, over lunch or a beer, not in an interrogation room.'
    'Look, Inspector Jefe, I just wanted the man's business. I didn't want to marry him.'
    The Médico Forense put his head round the door to say he was going upstairs to look at Sra Vega's body. Calderón went with him.
    'Was Sr Vega married when you first met him?' asked Falcón.
    'No,' said Vázquez. 'There were no divorce proceedings, although I think he produced a death certificate of a previous spouse. You'll have to ask Lucia's parents.'
    'When did they marry?'
    'Eight… ten years ago, something like that.'
    'Were you invited?'
    'I was his
testigo.'
    'A trusted man in
every
respect,' said Falcón.
    'What do you make of my client's hobby?' asked Vázquez, wanting to take back control of the interview.
    'His parents "were killed". His father was a butcher,' said Falcón. 'Perhaps this is his way of keeping a memory alive.'
    'I don't think he liked his father that much.'
    'So he
did
give you some personal revelations?'
    'Over the last… nearly twenty years I've gleaned some small pieces of information. His father being hard on his only son was one of them. A favourite punishment was to make his son work in the cold store in just a shirt. Rafael suffered from arthritis in his shoulders, which he put down to that early treatment.'
    'Perhaps butchery gives him a sense of control. I mean, not just because he's good at it but because he's reducing something large and unmanageable down to comprehensible and usable pieces,' said Falcón. 'And that's the work of the constructor. He takes the vast and complex architect's plans and dismantles them into a series of jobs involving steel, concrete, bricks and mortar.'
    'I think the few people who knew about his hobby found it