'Hello! I'm Jan,” he said. 'Do you remember me? Wemet at a party in Toronto
"I'm Nick. But we don't meet at a party inToronto. I don't go to parties very often, and never in Toronto.
And she was worried about something. But whatabout? And he kissed me! It was very nice, of course, but why did she do that?"Maybe she liked my face»
Alguienmeempujó,le dijoalamujer.Yono me caí-alguienmeempujó!
Thestory of the party in Toronto was not true, but it was a beautiful morning forNick
That night, in his hotel room in Vancouver, Nickcouldn't stop thinking about the girl from the Whistler coffee shop. Why didshe come and sit with him? She did not know him, and the story of a party inToronto was not true
there is someone in the trees with a gun! There itis again!
"So what are you going to do?
Suddenly, there was a hand on his back - thatpushed Nick out into the street.
Nothing-said the policeman. "Any!
Suddenly, there was a hand on Nick's back thatpushed him out into the street.
Did they push you?
Who? I have not seen anybody
Suddenly he heard a crash. He stopped. "Thisis a gun!" -thought-.
Nick headed for the nearest police station. Hewaited half an hour, then a tired young policeman led him into a small room.Nick told him his story, and- the cop wrote it all down. "