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Intro. It was supposed to be just another afternoon among invisible leaders. In the particular terrace of one of Madrid's most watched buildings, Arturo Valverde and Matteo crossed data, names and routes. The orange sky melted over the roofs when the conversation deflected for something - or someone - that was not on the agenda. - The laboratory woman. Who is it? Arturo asked, staring at the darkened glass that gave to the inner corridor of the technical wing. "Ana," Matteo answered, as who was already expecting that question. - But just Ana. "Aninha" is just for family. I've seen people try ... she ignores as if she had turned deaf. - Is it always so ... absent? - Not exactly. The maximum expression she has is to frown, sometimes she bends her head a little when something draws attention. But other than that ... it's pure ice. Still, it is impossible not to notice her. - And why do you work with us? - Because it infiltrates like no one else. You can watch everything without lifting suspicion. Stay quiet, analyzes every corner,

Arturo Santiago Valverde

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