In the Palm of Your Hand Page #3

- My condolences.

- Thank you.

I'm so sorry.

I think my name is

not unknown to you.

No, Sr., I don't

remember your name!

Your husband talked a lot about you,

he loved you so much.

We always were a very

happy couple, Professor...

Karin!

That is why your case

attracted from the start.

I don't understand what you

mean by "my case".

I don't think I'm someone's "case".

Excuse me, it's

my professional jargon.

I got carried away.

For me, everyone is a case.

The girl who wants to know if

her boyfriend loves her; It's a case.

Someone who wants to know if a long trip

is in his future; Another case.

And all the rest of them.

The husband... that feels

his wife is cheating...

The wife that doen't trust her lover...

The lovers that hope for

the husband's death...

Etc, etc...

I see your job is to live of

others people's private lives.

But with absolute discretion.

Religously.

This is very important for our job.

Not even under torture would we

reveal a secret that is not ours.

Well, at least that some

guarantee to your customers.

If some day I need you,

I'll maybe look for you.

Thank you. I again give you my condolences and

please tell this to the deceased's nephew.

Who is he?

- What did he wanted?

- Vittorio visited him.

I haven't been able to sleep!

Fortunately you are now here.

I warned you I was

going to be late.

That's not the problem.

I suddenly became very anxious.

I was afraid. I don't know why.

You know I'm not easily frightned,

specially if I know...

what its all about.

But in this case it

was different, it felt wrong.

Where were you, Karin,

what did you do?

In military terms, to take positions...

and study the enemy's positions.

About what?

The Romano's affair.

Karin!

Clara, what do you see

in the palm of my hand?

Don't you see something unusual?

- Please, Karin, not me!

- Look!

A small line that closes

the "Success Triangle".

It appeared tonight.

It wasn't here before.

My destiny, our destiny

is decided.

I don't like it, Karin.

I don't want it.

The gods punish those who

scorn the gifts of Fortune.

Don't we make enough money so that we

don't have to desire anything else?

Do you think it's fair

to live as we do?

Slaves to work without any future.

Do you think it's good business to

be standing 12-14 hours a day...

serving that disgusting

people you work for?

I'm used to it.

- I've had worst jobs in my lifetime.

- But this has to end, Clara!

Must and can end!

Let me try. If I make it, it will be

the last time I do something like this.

You always make the same promise.

And at the first opportunity

you do it again.

- My Great teacher, Ben Ali Krishna Rama...

- Leave your teacher alone...

I wish he was real, that way

me and him could control you.

I'll control myself, Clara.

But when the time is right.

"We cannot quit belonging to our destiny",

used to say the wise Ben Ali Krishna Rama.

And he never told you if you were in love

with a dumb girl called Clara Stein?

There was no need, I knew

that since the beginning.

His attitude irritates me.

I know he is setting us a trap.

- I'm going to find out...

- No! Don't be imprudent...

We first have to find

what this trap is about.

You may come in, Ada Romano.

I was waiting for you.

Please, be seated.

May I see your hand?

I use to read a customer's palm

first when visiting for the first time.

You are wrong, Karin.

I don't believe in clairvoyants.

Nor I came as a costumer.

That's strange,

why have you come then?

- My husband visited you.

- A great person, believe me.

Of course, I'll like to know

what problems may need...

the services of such a strange

counselor, as a clairvoyant.

Besides, now I must

take care of his matters.

My curosity is natural.

I'm sorry not being able

to satisfy your curosity,

I've already told you that

discretion is the most important...

thing to our profesion.

But maybe some of your

husband's confidences...

may be related to you.

And maybe I can discovered

it in your own destiny.

May I look in the palm of your hand?

As you wish, Karin.

But I don't think you'll go very far.

Somebody said that the face

is the mirror of the soul.

That's not true. The real

mirror of the soul is in the hands.

There are kind and cruel hands.

Selfish and selfless hands.

Ignoble and noble hands.

Inoccent and homicidal hands.

If your claivoyance consists in

describing other people's character,

I don't see anything supernatural about it.

Any first grade student of

psychology is way better that you, Karin.

Of course, but it's not only that...

You are, above all, ambitious...

Your brain is above your heart...

This hand shows coldbloodedness,

and calculation.

And also, betrayal.

Here I see a great betrayal, Ada Romano.

That's really interesting,

this game starts to amuse me.

That's what you wish,

that this was a game.

Let's suppose that if it is a game,

it's a dangerous game.

It's ridiculous! Betrayal!

You use melodramatic words, Karin.

And you betrayed him

with his own nephew.

You have disappointed me, Karin. You haven't

told me anything I couldn't imagine.

I guess this is no more than a joke.

I won't forget your tactlessness.

Excuse me...

Wait...

You are making a mistake, Mrs. Romano.

I want to show you something.

This is the card where I

wrote Vittorio Romano's data.

I do this with all customers.

Your husband, besides knowing your

betrayal, was very afraid of dying.

Yes, doctors had warned him.

In his last days, poor Vittorio had

his head full of strange ideas.

Like his fear of being killed...

He told you too...

I should have imagined...

I couldn't tell anyone

what was happening to Vittorio.

- Of course not.

- No! I don't mean that supposed betrayal.

You must be very good clairvoyant if you

couldn't see what was happening to my husband.

Vittorio, poor Vittorio,

was crazy.

Yes, that was why he was so apprehensive.

That idea of my betrayal

and his fear of being killed.

That was hell on earth!

The horrendous

nightmare of paranoia.

I confess I was

not that perceptive.

You understand, Karin. If I had let

doctors to take care of this...

there could now be many people

asking for his testament's annulment.

With the excuse of Vittorio's mental state.

Leon and me had to do

anything to keep the secret.

That's why I had to be

sure of what you knew.

Very little, as you can see.

Believe me, you have made

me feel like a failed student...

for not being able to

percieve a so simple matter...

as your husband's mental state.

It wasn't easy.

Vittorio carry on apparently

like a normal person.

Now let me tell you

something, Ada Romano.

You are a liar.

- Charming but without experience.

- What do you mean?

That it is very difficult

to deceive a magician.

Your husband was very

sane until the very end of his life.

If I has known him, I could

have declared so at a trial.

If you had known him?

Yes.

Because I never had any

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