Arthur s-a oprit din mers. Nu s-a \u00eentors brusc. Nu s-a gr\u0103bit. A r\u0103mas pe loc, cu m\u00e2inile la spate, ca un om care a\u0219teapt\u0103 s\u0103 i se termine r\u00e2ndul la p\u00e2ine.<\/p>\n
Keller a z\u00e2mbit larg.<\/p>\n
\u201eAi pierdut drumul, mo\u0219ule?\u201d, a \u00eentrebat el, apropiindu-se. \u201eCurtea asta nu e pentru plimb\u0103ri lini\u0219tite.\u201d<\/p>\n
Unul dintre cei doi b\u0103rba\u021bi din spatele lui Keller a scuipat pe beton. Cel\u0103lalt \u0219i-a trosnit degetele.<\/p>\n
Arthur a ridicat \u00eencet privirea.<\/p>\n
\u201eNu caut nimic\u201d, a spus el calm. \u201eDar dac\u0103 m-a\u021bi chemat, spune\u021bi ce vre\u021bi.\u201d<\/p>\n
Calmul lui a t\u0103iat aerul. Keller a sim\u021bit din nou acea str\u00e2ngere \u00een piept. Ur\u0103a senza\u021bia. Ur\u0103a c\u0103 un b\u0103tr\u00e2n i-o provoca.<\/p>\n
\u201eVreau s\u0103 te \u00eenv\u0103\u021b respectul\u201d, a spus Keller, apropiindu-se prea mult. \u201eAici, oamenii ca tine cer voie s\u0103 respire.\u201d<\/p>\n
Arthur a oftat. Un oftat mic, aproape trist.<\/p>\n
\u201eAsta e problema voastr\u0103\u201d, a zis el. \u201eCrede\u021bi c\u0103 puterea se ia cu for\u021ba.\u201d<\/p>\n
Keller l-a \u00eempins cu palma \u00een piept. Arthur a f\u0103cut un pas \u00eenapoi. Doar unul. Suficient c\u00e2t s\u0103 par\u0103 slab. Suficient c\u00e2t s\u0103-i dea lui Keller curaj.<\/p>\n
Al doilea pumn n-a mai ajuns.<\/p>\n
\u00centr-o mi\u0219care scurt\u0103, aproape invizibil\u0103, Arthur a prins \u00eencheietura lui Keller \u0219i a r\u0103sucit-o. Un sunet sec s-a auzit \u00een aer. Keller a urlat. Urletul unui om care nu mai urlase niciodat\u0103.<\/p>\n
Curtea a \u00eencremenit.<\/p>\n
Arthur nu a continuat. L-a l\u0103sat s\u0103 cad\u0103. Nu l-a lovit. Nu l-a umilit. A f\u0103cut doar at\u00e2t c\u00e2t trebuia.<\/p>\n
\u201eData viitoare\u201d, a spus el \u00eencet, \u201enu o s\u0103 m\u0103 opresc.\u201d<\/p>\n
Gardienii au ajuns \u00een fug\u0103. Toat\u0103 lumea vorbea deodat\u0103. Keller era pe jos, alb la fa\u021b\u0103, cu m\u00e2na str\u00e2mb\u0103.<\/p>\n
Arthur st\u0103tea drept, cu privirea \u00een jos.<\/p>\n
La izolare, \u0219eful de tur\u0103 l-a privit lung.<\/p>\n
\u201eCine e\u0219ti tu, de fapt?\u201d, l-a \u00eentrebat.<\/p>\n
Arthur a t\u0103cut.<\/p>\n
Dosarul lui a fost scos din arhiv\u0103 \u00een aceea\u0219i sear\u0103. Un dosar vechi. Gros. Plin de pagini care nu mai fuseser\u0103 deschise de ani.<\/p>\n
Numele lui nu era Arthur Ionescu.<\/p>\n
Fusese cunoscut c\u00e2ndva ca \u201eUmbra Carpa\u021bilor\u201d.<\/p>\n
Un om care lucrase unde nu exista lege. Unde ordinele nu se scriau. Unde gre\u0219elile se pl\u0103teau definitiv.<\/p>\n
C\u00e2nd vestea s-a r\u0103sp\u00e2ndit printre gardieni, nimeni n-a mai r\u00e2s.<\/p>\n
Keller a fost mutat \u00een alt\u0103 arip\u0103. Acolo, nimeni nu-l mai numea Ursul.<\/p>\n
Arthur a fost l\u0103sat \u00een pace.<\/p>\n
\u00cen curte, oamenii \u00eei f\u0103ceau loc. Nu din fric\u0103. Din \u00een\u021belegere.<\/p>\n
B\u0103tr\u00e2nul mergea la fel ca \u00eenainte. \u00cencet. Lini\u0219tit. M\u00e2nca la fel. Muncea la fel.<\/p>\n
Doar c\u0103 acum, \u00een Redstone, lini\u0219tea avea un alt sens.<\/p>\n
\u0218i nimeni nu-l mai confunda cu un bunic r\u0103t\u0103cit.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Arthur s-a oprit din mers. Nu s-a \u00eentors brusc. Nu s-a gr\u0103bit. A r\u0103mas pe loc, cu m\u00e2inile la spate, ca un om care a\u0219teapt\u0103 s\u0103 i se termine r\u00e2ndul la p\u00e2ine. Keller a z\u00e2mbit larg. \u201eAi pierdut drumul, mo\u0219ule?\u201d, a \u00eentrebat el, apropiindu-se. \u201eCurtea asta nu e pentru plimb\u0103ri lini\u0219tite.\u201d Unul dintre cei doi […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":15714,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[18],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-15713","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-povesti"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/15713","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=15713"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/15713\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":15715,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/15713\/revisions\/15715"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/15714"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=15713"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=15713"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=15713"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}