Paolo and Francesca Largo Marconi arrived in the fourteen-thirty, just in time for the afternoon opening the bank. Francesca, the previous day, before leaving for Catania, failed to make contact with an employee of the Commercial Bank of Catania, now become Intesa Sanpaolo. She had been lucky, the employee was quite old and remembered the robbery than fifteen years ago. He was not on duty that day had in mind but the colleague who had been involved. He also recalls that the woman had been questioned by police. Francesca made contact with the woman, Miranda Motta was called, and made an appointment with her.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Venga opening of the bank to the quindici, there should be few customers at that hour and manage to talk to voi>>, he told her.
Miranda Motta was a lady about sixty, petite, wore glasses with very thick lenses by presbyopic. His hair was gray and he wore a dress elegant but not flashy. His voice was cheerful and bright. Paul thought it was also endowed with good memory.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Prego enter my office we could talk more comodità, però; I hope that we have to hurry do not arrive too clienti, staff is short and the work is tanto>>. The three sat around a desk, took Frank out of the bag material to write, Paul began to ask:
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;As my colleague will have told you, my name is Paul Martinelli is a writer of detective stories, the next novel takes its origin from the robbery here fifteen years ago. I need to know some details, I hope you want me to know and meet, if not to bother too of course>>.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;I'll be happy to answer your questions. I know it well, i am a relentless reader. In fact, before I forget, may autographed copy of this Virus?>> The woman asked.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;With extreme piacere>>, Paul took a copy and wrote a long dedication, then continued:
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;You may remember what he saw that day? How did things go?>> Miranda took the signed copy of the book, read it, placed it inside his bag, then cleared his throat and said
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;We had just opened, have been half past eight, maximum of nine. The bank was already crowded with people, there have been about twenty people inside, two valuables had recently delivered their cargo. Nobody used to know the real contents of the safe, it was usually a few tens of millions of dollars. You know, this is a small bank and the requirements are few. This time, however, things were different, due to a restructuring of the headquarters of our leaders had had the brilliant thought to bring the reserves here. They thought that by doing things in silence, the money would be safe, but someone has spoken ... Anyway back to us. In came two masked individuals, a man and a woman, it had to be very beautiful and quite young, the man was a true locker. It must have been six feet, a mountain of muscle. We demanded he raise his hands and remain calm. None of us took it seriously, we thought that would have stolen more than a few pounds. We think we have to do with the fools, in fact when we did the kidnapper's request to activate the alarm for almost burst out laughing and I was sure. They are not robbers but crazy looking for visibility, I thought>>. Frank as always taking notes, listening to Paul as he reasoned within himself, he knew immediately that something was not right. Interrupted the woman and asked
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;These things had told the commissioner? Had told him that there was a woman?>>.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Sì, certo, all these things I have said too lui, nothing more nothing meno>>. Paul began to consider the facts described and thought that since not all the robbers were arrested. He said nothing to Motta, if held to account.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Among the arrested man admitted that he did robbery? You know, looking at the pictures in the newspapers of the time, none of those arrested had a build similar to what she described to me>>.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;In those days I was in shock I did not want or listen to local news or read newspapers. And nobody asked me anything after the first interview with Commissioner Andrea Parodi. After all the evidence against the arrested robbers were so clear, I do not ever any doubt arose. Now that I think, in fact, something does not add up there>>.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;I see. E 'was exhaustive, I have to ask you another. Once published the new novel will be so kind as to accept a signed copy of the book that send?>>.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Certamente,'ll be felice>>. Paul shook hands with Mrs. Miranda Motta and Frank left the bank.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Mentre parlava, the lady I saw you in the brood that testa, pensi?>>, Frank asked.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Not everything is clear in this robbery, a woman never taken into account by the police, a robber big man who is not among those arrested and those who continue to plead innocent. There is much material for a writer ...>> said Paul.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;And now want fare?>>.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;First of all go to the market to shop, I'd like to stay home tonight, I could cook myself. Then we could try the gym, what's his name? World Boxing, I seem to remember. I'm curious to see that place, after the robbery was born in that>>.
The market place was crowded. Housewives looking for the best fish freshly caught. Employees, who recently left the job, intent to shop. Young people, wandering among the stalls, trying to make some new friends. The voices of the shopkeepers hung over the other noises. The colors and smells made it nice that environment. Paolo and Francesca walked closer, curious looking people and goods on display. Every now and then the eye fell upon something interesting and Paul bought the. After three quarters of an hour, my hands were all occupied by bulky shopping bags full of all good things, the waiver would be filled.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Mancano even shrimp and fish spada, sera> I need for this, 'said Paul.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Ecco perhaps in that bank that you have serve>>, Francesca. Tele arm and index finger pointed at a fish counter. The resale was crowded especially home, a sign that the goods and the prices were good. Serve customers, a curious man of about fifty, tall and strong, now tell some funny story, now did some appreciation to some clients making blush, often offer advice on how to cook a particular fish.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;We would like swordfish and shrimp for two. Freshly caught, I would recommend>>.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Ecco these are fresh and buonissimi>> The dealer took three handfuls, covered them with straw yellow card and made a bag to put in a purse, then grabbed the sword fish, I cut two slices and said:
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Dovrebbero be sufficient to due, wants altro?>>.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;No nient'altro, but I can un'informazione, chiedere?>>.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Certamente, chieda, ask pure>>.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Knows the World Boxing gym? Can you tell me where is it?>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Not right here is close but it's easy now arrivarci, spiego>>. The retailer began to describe in detail how to get to the gym. After paying and saluted, Paolo and Francesca reached the Mercedes, loaded everything on the car and they set out.
The sun was falling, the sky was clear and the sun tinged the horizon. The street was crowded with cars. Paul proceeded slowly, sometimes it was forced to stop altogether because of a traffic light or some jam. Francesca was silent for a long time, staring at the view and the rear view mirror every so often, even Paul did not speak, still could not understand why Frank had not wanted to keep her hand, he never wanted Stay with neighbor and was held at a safe away in silence. This seemed angry, he did not know why but he had the courage to ask him why.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;No you think that car is following us?>> Frank said abruptly breaking the silence that had lasted some time between the two. Paul said in the column behind their car Mercedes then asked
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;The white Fiesta? That behind us?>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Si is when we started the noto>>. Paul held firm for a few minutes looking at the machine, then suddenly brightened and said
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Now he has done. It was only your impression, those who want to follow us>>.
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