Ameristar leaned over Kit with a cup of herbal tea in her hand and asked, "That name...Joaquim de Cuccubao, it resembles something that I saw at...I mean that I read in another book somewhere. If only I could remember...."
Kit looked at her with determined eyes. "Any info on this could be crucial, so please, try really hard to remember." She walked around the table while the others continued to chat, but her mind was focused on the matter of the strange name. She knew she had seen it at the old man´s place...was it in a book or a picture? "Excuse me...I have to wash my hands." She hastily walked out of the room and into the bathroom, where she sat down on the toilet seat and activated her mobile-phone. The signal beeped a few times then a sheery voice answered; " Hi there Jackie, what´s up?" "Hi Crasher. I need some info on a male name, Joaquim de Cuccubao." "Sure anything." "Do you remember a book about him, that your father showed us once?" "Uuuuhh..........Yes! Some weird story about strange people living in a strange tower, and he warned us never to go there. I think it was in the Amazon somewhere. I can look it up for you, if you like." "You´re a sweetcake, Crasher. Thanks." "Okay. I´ll call you back in a moment then." "Bye."
She smiled...she missed her friend. There was no one she trusted more than her. Well, except for the old one ofcourse. They had been through much together. And Crasher´s rape wasn´t helping matters. But Ameristar promised herself to spend more time with her once she could find time to go home again.
She went back to the others were Shirley was serving sandwishes.
