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Contents ( 186)
  1. Information about the Series
  2. The Cemetery of Forgotten Books
  3. Daniel’s Book
  4. 1
  5. 2
  6. Dies Irae Barcelona March 1938
  7. 1
  8. 2
  9. 3
  10. 4
  11. 5
  12. 6
  13. 7
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  16. 10
  17. 11
  18. 12
  19. 13
  20. 14
  21. 15
  22. 16
  23. 17
  24. 18
  25. Masked Ball Madrid 1959
  26. 1
  27. 2
  28. 3
  29. 4
  30. 5
  31. 6
  32. Kyrie Madrid December 1959
  33. 1
  34. 2
  35. 3
  36. 4
  37. 5
  38. 6
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  42. 10
  43. 11
  44. 12
  45. 13
  46. 14
  47. 15
  48. 16
  49. 17
  50. 18
  51. City of Mirrors Barcelona December 1959
  52. 1
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  60. 9
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  78. 27
  79. 28
  80. 29
  81. 30
  82. 31
  83. 32
  84. 33
  85. 34
  86. 35
  87. The Forgotten
  88. 1
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  90. 3
  91. 4
  92. 5
  93. 6
  94. 7
  95. 8
  96. 9
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  120. 33
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  124. Agnus Dei January 1960
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  142. 18
  143. 19
  144. 20
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  149. 25
  150. Isabella’s Notebook 1939
  151. 1
  152. 2
  153. 3
  154. 4
  155. 5
  156. 6
  157. Libera Me Madrid January 1960
  158. 1
  159. 2
  160. 3
  161. 4
  162. 5
  163. 6
  164. In Paradisum Barcelona February 1960
  165. 1
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  168. 4
  169. 5
  170. 6
  171. Barcelona April 23, 1960
  172. 1
  173. 2
  174. 3
  175. 4
  176. 1964
  177. A.G.
  178. Julián’s Book
  179. 1
  180. 2
  181. 3
  182. Epilogue Barcelona August 9, 1992
  183. Author’s Note
  184. About the Author
  185. Copyright
  186. About the Publisher

“What for? Valls is dead.”

“To see that justice is done. Valls is dead, yes, but many hundreds of people whose lives he destroyed are still alive and deserve justice.”

Victoria glanced at him suspiciously. “Is that what you’re looking for? Justice?”

“We’re looking for the truth.”

“And who are you, exactly?”

“We’re a group of citizens who have sworn to serve the country because we want to make Spain a fairer place, more honest and more open.”

Victoria laughed.

Leandro looked at her, his expression serious. “I don’t expect you to believe me. Not yet. But I’m going to prove to you that we’re the ones who are trying to change things from inside the regime, because there’s no other way of changing them. To regenerate this country and give it back to the people. We’re the ones risking our lives so that what happened to you and your sister, what happened to your parents, never happens again; to make sure that those who committed such crimes pay for them and the truth becomes known. Because without truth there is no justice, and without justice there is no peace. We’re for change and progress. We’re the ones here to end a state that serves only those few individuals who have hidden behind institutions to shield their privileges, at the expense of workers and disadvantaged people. And not because we’re heroes, but because someone has to do it. There’s no one else. That is why we need your help. If we join forces, it will be possible.”

They gazed at one another throughout a long silence.

“What if I don’t want to help you?”

Leandro shrugged. “Nobody can force you to do this. If you decide that you don’t want to join us, that you don’t care whether others who have suffered the same fate don’t get justice, I’m not going to force you. It’s in your hands. Valls is dead. The easiest thing for a person in your situation would be to leave all this behind and begin a new life. Who knows, perhaps I would do the same in your place. But I think you’re not that kind of person. I think that deep down you don’t care about revenge, but about justice and truth. As much as we do, or more so. I think you want those who are to blame to pay for their crimes. And I’m sure you want their victims to get their lives back and to be assured that those who lost theirs for their sake didn’t do so in vain. But it’s in your hands. I’m not going to stop you. There’s the door. You can leave this place whenever you wish. The only reason we’ve brought you here is that here you’re safe. Here we can protect you while we try to get to the bottom of this matter. It depends on you.”

Victoria turned her head to look at the door.

Leandro poured himself another cup of coffee, dissolved five lumps in it, and sipped it calmly. “When you ask, a car will pick you up and take you wherever you want to go. You’ll never see me again or get news from us. You only have to ask.”