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He had sought in the guide telephone but had not found the name of any. In a few words that had not got any information. And finally to see it was successful in any side, because she could not find his son, had returned with the hope that his son was called. They would have learned the text by heart the three, to repeat as many times as necessary, and to whom necessary, without arousing suspicion. If altering the declaration would begin to doubt, and that was not what they needed. Cleve arrived in Calais at night 930.

He had driven without stopping, not even wanted to stop eating. He took the shuttle back. When he arrived at Folkestone felt somewhat calmer. No one had stopped him or asked anything to go through customs. Now only detracted When I drive up house, everyone was asleep. Feeling the door, Kelly, who had fallen asleep on the couch. He rose abruptly, wincing. Cleve embraced as had been asking around.

Cleve told him everything had done that day and what they had agreed during the trip. At that time Bob appeared, rubbing his eyes. – Dad, you came back!. How is Alex? Everything went as you planned? – "Alex is well son, all went better than expected. We had no problem with customs, "said Cleve welcome. Bob was relieved and went back to bed. I was very sleepy. Kelly went to make a cup of tea. He asked if I wanted to eat something.