The third solution
Cabello The agent went to the machine.
"Emiliani, you follow the case of theft from the draft?"
"I inspector. Why?
Cabello handed him the two complaints. "One was in the mailbox, the other is a tip on the phone. Both anonymous. "She gave him a pat on the shoulder, stole the coffee and went back to the exchange. Emiliani
glanced at the cards. In reading your address stopped for a moment to breathe and your hands get wet.
How come? wondered. He
away the paper in his pocket and entered without knocking office of the superior.
"There are new."
The Grim looked up and read what Emiliani showed him.
"Good," and masked a smile of satisfaction, "Ask the mandate to PM and let's go."
"See you there. Before I go home. "
Mrs. Bella, sitting in an armchair, it was the air with a fan and clutching the hand of her husband.
He yelled behind the policeman: "It 'a real injustice! I'll talk to his supervisor and be able to say goodbye to his career. My wife is a thief.. "
Gullace pretending to scour in the drawer, between the linen tablecloths and Flanders. And he listened.
is the time thought on hearing the last sentence of the mayor. He turned abruptly and with a flourish to the two showed the ring.
"I'm not so sure I would ..."
car, the woman kept repeating, like a chant: "Today is 9, today is 9 ...." Emiliani
Zechariah looked the corner of the inspector. Something's not coming back. He had seen the ring and compared with the photo of the jewelry. Were equal.
And what I found at home? Where did you get? wondered. And then: Who hidden in the jar. And above all, why leave a tip in Central?
Gullace hated the mayor. He was sure from the beginning of the guilt of the woman who had placed the possible suspects in certainties? Emiliani
could do two things. Talking with him, and take dell'idiota as always, or investigate on its own, but are not official.
imagined the news of two rings, one of which is most likely false, in the hands of the press. And the uproar that would be incurred. So he decided
the third solution.
silent.
With the wish that everything would calm down as soon as possible.
Despite the photo of the mayor's wife handcuffed between two policemen, Fulvio did not believe the news reported the front page.
How come? Why have they stopped this here? wondered.
rang the bell. He opened the door and found Alessia.
"Hey, hello!" He gave her a smile, she looked at him and shook his head.
"Fulvio, I do not know how to tell you ... We are not meant for each other. It 'better to remain friends. Believe me, it hurts more to me than to you. Hello. 'And she left without giving him time to speak. Neither
to ask for wearing a ring on her finger.
Thin, white gold, with a small blue stone.
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