The office was large and bright as befits a Chief Commissioner is about to retire. Several pictures on the wall testified awards and gratitude he received during his career. On the right, almost totally occupied a library wall, files and folders contained within the rest were books. Paul recognized one of the first examples of the Betrothed, and an illustrated edition of The Divine Comedy from the early twentieth century, Andrea Parodi undoubtedly was a bibliophile.
Dressed in a pinstripe suit, the Commissioner was tall and rather fat, belly abundant, the few white hair was uncombed. Surely it was a great smoker, the ashtray was full of cigarette butts in the air and alleviate a persistent smell of smoke, yellowed fingers held a cigarette. Hoarsely asked
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;You Ligurian like me, right? What happens to my beloved region?>> Paolo Martinelli's face became serious, sounding discouraged, said
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Nothing, as usual. Little work, young people must go to seek their fortunes in other regions, administrators think of themselves rather than public management>>.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Ligurian to the end, there is always the grumbling. We come to us, what you want to know? Something Miss I mentioned ...>>.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Look, I'm a writer of detective stories, Virus, my last work, is in bookstores now and is among the ten best-selling books. They talked about me too many newspapers these days, maybe he read too. Anyway I'm writing a new novel idea has given me a moment in his life. The robbery at the Commercial Bank. I need to know, if possible, how it was>>. Martinelli, changing the subject had also changed the mood, now serious but not sad, he was presented to the Chief Commissioner.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;I did some research, I read. Now I know who she is, what he writes and what did the newspapers>>. Commissioner paused, pulled out another cigarette, lit it, inhaled deeply, released a cloud of smoke, then continued:
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;You see in my life I have never had any luck. All things me are sweaty. Every arrest, every success is the result of my work, sleepless nights, dinners jump. In that event, however, I only had luck. I swear, I had not understood anything. To carry out a robbery like that it took a remarkable organization: information, people, assets. Hardly a man alone be able to devise such a thing, I thought. I was so focused on gangs in the area, unfortunately, no details of the zone was able to give me some guidance. Some confidant told me that the underworld of the city was shocked and surprised as I have done away with a robbery of this kind. The gangs, such as police, were seeking revenge for those thieves, was an affront to them. All respondents confirmed that the perpetrators of the robbery could not be in the city. People came from outside, then? I wondered how it was possible. It was necessary to know the places and have bases in the city. It was impossible not to be in the area>>.
Commissioner Andrea Parodi While he spoke, Francesca took notes, he could not, however, everything in shorthand, then pulled out a tape recorder from her purse, he did see the commissioner and asked
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Posso registrare?>>.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Prego, Please no segreti>>, said the Commissioner that brought the cigarette to his mouth again, then continued:
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;A few days later there was another event that did much to talk the city, three corpses were found, none of them had serious criminal records than some pilferage, short little things. Dall'identikit, some policemen who were present at the robbery, police recognized the three false pretending to be snipers. I thought that something was moving, maybe it was a settling of scores between gang members to share their booty. I asked several people, including the valuables that had carried the money from headquarters to the branch office in the suburbs. Two skilled workers, not to blame. They could not have been them, they did not know neither the content nor the destination of the cargo and then one of them also had an alibi: he was in town to do a certificate in that time>>. Andrea Parodi, he spoke quietly, her back leaning back in his chair, interrupted every so often the phrase to give a cigarette to puff. Paul asked
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Allora, as it has done to arrest the three rapinatori?>>.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;An anonymous phone call, that's why I talked about luck. Someone with a disguised voice, called me while I was working in my office, I could not tell whether it was male or female. He did not say his name or why they called it. I repeated the time and place where I would find the robbers. If I had done things well and followed his directions, I would have arrested them without difficulty. I literally said these words, take them with your hands in the bag, will not need more evidence to convict him. I followed his directions and found them while were dividing up the spoils. They surrendered immediately, not try to run>>. Andrea Parodi had closed his eyes, trying to concentrate to remember the events better. Paolo Martinelli, increasingly gripped by the story and happy to have stumbled across a good story that would have given him many ideas for his novel, he said,
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;who was later explained by the idea and how things went ?>>.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;No, never admitted their guilt. They said they were not>>.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;The evidence was sufficient to condannarli?>>.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Of course, they were gang leaders. Once arrested, we did thorough checks, we discovered their turnover. They had so many charges against him, that there was no need to discover exactly how it was robbery. Among others were carrying guns that they had shot their three accomplices, one for each. That would be enough to condemn>>.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Potrebbe to describe a uno?>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;The first was Quattrocchi Salvatore. That was his real name. In a matter of bad wanted to be called Don Scalisi. He was one of the most dangerous Godfathers the city. When we published his real name, no one recognized him, imagine! I understand that. Imagine a godfather as Quattrocchi? How could have become powerful and feared by that name? He was sentenced to life imprisonment. Once I visited him in prison, I had called, had the desire to speak with me. I remember very well what I said, I understand Commissioner, has done his duty and I am innocent, I deserve a life sentence. Know, though, that I was convicted of one crime I never committed>>.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Barbera Michele, who era?>>.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;A smuggler, any type of illegally imported merchandise, including men. A real murderess born. He took advantage of prostitution and killed the poor souls who wanted to enter Italy illegally. When I saw him convicted, I was really happy. The city was cleaner than without him. Also ran a boxing school and represented several athletes. The gym is still registered to him is called Boxing world. Of course, also controlled the betting round and make-up clandestine meetings>>.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;What tells me the terzo, Passera Simone?>>.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Passera had never personally killed anyone, but between the three, was what he had on his conscience the highest number of homicides. Traded arms. Its wealth was immense, he could get any type of weapon, and often sold them to both opposing parties. Did business with the Palestinians and Israelis, with rich and poor countries, with almost all African nations and Muslim terrorists. I remember the happiest of his arrest were his family, his wife, a widow who had married his second wife, and her daughter, Paola Greek I seem to remember his name. A beautiful daughter who was betrothed to another patron, then, luckily for him, the marriage went up in smoke. Thanks for giving me back my freedom, I said when I saw court process>>.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;To the booty, I say? It was found that all?>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;No, not all, most of them. Cash found him right into the hands of three arrested, jewels, diamonds and other valuables, for a total of five billion pounds, we never find them. Even now, fifteen years later, but I think I never heard anything. I think I get it right by saying that the loot is still hidden. Immediately after the robbery allertai all the fences of the city, I promised that if they had any object in your hands the result would have warned me of the robbery. No one has never seen anything. I'd like to finish his career with the discovery of those values>>.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;E 'was fully and accurately, now I've got an idea of \u200b\u200bthe robbery and the robbers. Thank you the information and I apologize for the trouble I gave her. One of the first copies of the novel, when it is finished, it will be for her>>.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Ci will be no way of rivederci?>> asked the Commissioner to the couple.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Most likely we will be in town for a bit 'of time, perhaps there will be an opportunity for another meeting, if not to disturb too>>.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Just think, no trouble, now they are about to retire, I just have to finish to complete all the last outstanding issues. Rather, the next meeting we could do in office but not before a table set and a good glass of Rossese>>.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;With piacere, certainly send you a crate of bottles when I go back Liguria>>. Paolo and Francesca got up in turn shook the hand of the Commissioner and left the police station.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Not too soon before going to pranzo, how about making a passeggiata?>> asked Paolo to Francesca. While waiting for the answer, took her hand and squeezed it in his. He intended to pass by a jewelry store that had seen just before entering the police station. He tried to understand what Frank wanted, and then, later, would be back there to buy it.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Sì, centro, can visit in the afternoon we go to the headquarters of the Bank Commerciale, I set up a meeting with an employee who was present at rapina, ricordi?>>.
Francesca spoke but his hand trembled. She was confused, not knowing what to do. When Paul the night before the harvest had dropped the towel and this had If a wound, he felt an emotion than ever. The kiss was intense, it was close to him with all his strength and found that she loved him always, first as a writer then as a man. From the moment he became his assistant, was happy, smiled often, was calm and did not care so much work but she liked to be there. There with him. Waking up in the same bed
was exciting, but soon after, she had grown up in the usual fears and the feeling he had felt when they had risen the first time in his car was returned to the mind. It would hurt, would suffer and would hurt him. The night before both were wrong, now would put things OK, that would no longer permit such a thing ricapitasse.
abruptly left his hand and turned away from him. Paul looked at her, she was surprised at the gesture.
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