You really are the man, Mr. Hadley, you know that?” Mr. Hadley looked very tired, but he managed a grin. “And then there’s June,” I said. “Skydiving into the ring like she did. What a wild pair you two were. So that’s how you got arrested then. And it explains June’s matador costume in your wedding photo too, I guess. But how did you go from being put in handcuffs to being married? I want to hear it all.” Mr. Hadley sighed. “I could spend the entire afternoon boring you with details, but the short answer is June.” “But how? What did she do?” He started to answer but was seized by another coughing fit, as he had been several times during his story. He took a minute to catch his breath and then went on to explain: “It turned out the hooded man we had met the night before—coming out of the bodega, you remember—was the jefe de la policía. He had a soft spot for the suffering of bulls himself, you see, although he would not publicly admit this.
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