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had the necessity of such reserve, but we could take whatever we wanted, because such was the
will the Belicena Villca.
However, as far as I know such wealth belonged to Noyo de Tharsis and it was not
convenient to touch it for the moment. It resulted paramount, then, to assure the care of the
Chacra, even if we were absent for a long time. Segundo was occupied of it, bringing from Tafí
del Valle a nourished kin that on another occaciones had already cohabited in that place: they
would live in the home service and would watch the place.
Once arranged this, we left on May 4 towards Santa María, in the pick-up of Segundo. I
never thought to come back to Salta; but I had to cancel the business of Uncle Kurt indefectibly.
Apart that in the Ranch of my Uncle were waiting for me the two most beloved things that
were left for me in my life: the manuscript of Belicena Villca, reproduced in this book, and the
manuscript of Konrad Tarstein, of his unpublished book «Secret History of the
Thulegesellschaft», that I whish to publish in the future.
The Ranch of Santa María was impossible to sell because Uncle Kurt was not dead but
«dissapeared» and his testimony at my favour lacked of value in this case. But if I could rent it
and that was what I did, agreeing a contract with the Toloba’s, who for many years
accompanied my Uncle Kurt: they would be in charge of the small candy factory, and to guard
the belongings of my Uncle. They would just pay a moderate annual rent. Of course that in
future, if I’d need to reduce that property to spot money, I’d appeal to the known expedient to
falsify the death certificate of «Cerino Sanguedolce» and I would make valid the testament. But
the future is still in hands of the Gods.
What I was able to sell, was the Ranch of Cerrillos, which I not wanted to conserve
anymore. I wrote, thus, to my lawyers of Salta to put it in sell immediately and liquidate it as
soon as possible. Six months later, in Córdoba, I signed the definitive documents of the
transaction and I received an appreciable sum of money. And the last day that I was in Santa
María, I sent per parcel the two packs to Maidana, communicating him in a brief note that the
command operation resulted a success and that would be worthless to search the «Asian
Killers» anymore; and that, not recovered from the pain of the death of my family, I undertook
a rest journey and at the return I’d gather with him. A «white lie», it is clear. What else I could
say to Maidana? Perhaps in the future; perhaps if the Gods decide in the future.

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