Motel "San José", room 302, Thursday July 24, 1975 ...
It was a small and pathetic motel. He knew he could not show himself with her and she knew it, but she accepted that. After making love, almost shyly, as if they did not know each other, they asked for a bottle of whiskey and ice. A few minutes later, a waiter took the order to the room. They didn´t get drunk easily. Both had a certain dose of alcohol in their blood.
Sometimes they laughed and thought that instead of blood, only ethanol ran through their veins, but that happened from time to time. It was not a time of laughter that year of misery and death. Marisa and Frederick, however, tried to live in the middle of a path of uncertainty and doubt ...
Frederick was not Frederick, and Marisa was a "guerrillera" of Montoneros. Robert, his real name, was sent by MI6, in order to protect the british interests in Buenos Aires, during the Isabel Perón government. Robert knew, that some day, he must killed Marisa. But Marisa loved him and, unfortunately, he loved her and she was pregnant from him ... Multiple choices in a complex world...
"Marisa and Robert".
