A Private Venus

Серия: Duca Lamberti, книга 3

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‘What’s your name?’

‘Antonio Marangoni. I live over there in Cascina Luasca; I’ve been going to Rogoredo by bicycle every morning for more than fifty years.’

‘Don’t waste your time on these old geezers, let’s go back to the paper.’

‘He’s the one who found the girl, he can describe her for us, otherwise we’ll have to go to the morgue, and we’re already late.’

‘I saw her when the ambulance arrived, she was wearing a sky-blue dress.’

‘A sky-blue dress. What colour hair?’

‘Dark, but not black.’

‘She had these big round sunglasses.’

‘Round sunglasses.’

‘I couldn’t see much of her face, it was covered by her hair.’

‘Move on please, there’s nothing to see.’

‘There’s nothing to see, the officer’s right, let’s go back to the paper.’

‘Move on, now. Why aren’t you lot at school?’

‘Yes, what are all these kids doing here?’

‘When I arrived I could smell blood.’

‘Go on, Signor Marangoni.’

‘I could smell blood.’