5
Two weeks after graduation in Sofia, in reality nothing happened in this time , life went on in his usual routine. Only time really had changed, now we were in the first half of November , and was tentatively starting Sicilian winter , it rained continuously for two weeks. Violent and heavy rain accompanied by strong gusts of wind, in these conditions, the city goes haywire , flooded subways , burst drains , roads, even the main roads flooded , causing all of this in addition to obvious practical inconvenience , discomfort also psychological on citizenship , in short all the nervousness increased.
In the office we were like always I , Martha, and Silvanus, and the director . The three colleagues worked together for ten years, were rehearsed and accomplices. I had replaced a woman, who, having reached retirement years , she retired to her home in a village in the province . She was a landmark for Martha and Silvanus, and had also some authority over the Director. Despite the fact that it substitutes a figure so important and historic post office , I was greeted with sympathy by my colleagues and although there was some difference of age, made me feel part of the team , he had created a beautiful harmony , and each of us was willing to help and to listen to each other.
That morning the rain fell relentlessly . Strangely, the post office was empty , the manager was in his room, Silvano had been away for a moment, and at the door there was me and Martha.
- Jesus' time - Marta said - last night , I swear , it seemed like the end of the world ! Yesterday I told my husband , Toto tonight we eat soup, I also bought the tenerumi that .. Andrea were butter , they were so tender. Not him ! He told me , but I do eat this vegetable , and he came up with the peppers . I got to get , and I made the ratatouille .. you do not say .. I could not get to sleep , and I had to put up with my husband who snores and the noise of the storm ! But tonight , the soup will make him find ! -
While pretending to pay attention to the speeches of Martha, I thought about what I should eat for dinner , and pondered whether it was necessary to do the shopping . The interesting talks of my colleague and my philosophical thoughts were interrupted by the return of Silvano .
He entered carrying a bag which contained a package where they had wrapped his daily croissants and a bottle of precious coffee , a substance that would allow us to stand still for several hours. In the other hand had the Giornale di Sicilia . He walked as if he had to tell us that Palermo had just won the championship .
- Guys read , what happened last night ! There has been a murder ! - He said, almost shouting .
- Who was killed ? - Exclaimed Marta. Even the manager came out of his office hearing the voices of Silvanus.
- But it seems a retired engineer , but the strange thing is how they found him and where he was killed ! The body was found in Pretoria square in front of the municipality , had stuck a crucifix on his stomach ! There seems to be a crime of mafia ! It ' a strange murder ! - Concluded colleague.
I picked up the paper, put it on the table, and in front page was the news of the murder , his colleagues were all around me, silence fell on the office , we were intent on reading the article.
" The corpse of a man killed by a stab to the stomach was found to Piazza Pretoria, the staircase leading to the town hall . Documents have been found that have helped establish his identity. This is the engineer Vincenzo Leone , we know only that the man was working on the railways but was retired for two years. The man is no criminal record . To discover the body this morning at half past four were the police, who were performing the change of shift in front of the municipality . The lifeless body and completely soaked by the rain , had a deep cut on the abdomen sixteen centimeters long , was lying on the steps facing the fountain in Piazza Pretoria. Inside the cut, firefighters found stuck a wooden crucifix five centimeters long , the depth of the cut is to be ten centimeters. The body was then taken to the morgue where he was recognized by his family . Investigators have ruled that the murder weapon is the crucifix , we are evaluating all possible ways , including that of extortion. "
My colleagues and I looked at each other puzzled , Palermo dead and bloody crimes can no longer count how many there were , but the murder was really weird. It was strange the way in which he was killed , which excluded the crime of mafia , the presence of the crucifix , as it is not symbolism mafia drive it into a corpse , and for the site. Front of the town , no murderess would have risked so much for the continued presence of firefighters and police. It was a strange murder, maybe accomplished without predetermination .
Silvano was still excited by the news that he had given , the manager had a look of profound confusion . Marta 's eyes seemed lost in the first blank, and then suddenly she turned on by a sense of excitement.
- What kind of crime is ! - Exclaimed the woman .
- Definitely a matter of horns Silvano replied with a mischievous smile .
- No, no, there's something going on here - replies the manager, who went on - for me it's wear , trust me guys! -
- And if you do intend director ! - Silvano said with a laugh .
The Director , glowered at him , if there was one person he was uninterested in money .
- Andrew, who do you think? - Asked Martha. I scratched his chin and said, - 's all so upsetting. I think that , as the director , it's a matter of money. Certainly the crucifix stuck is very strange. -
The news had some impact at the national level , they began to talk about television as well as newspapers . He proceeded to dig into the life of the engineer , but did not come out anything important . The engineer Leone had a normal life, married for 30 years , had two adult children who had already formed their families. He had retired two years ago after working for twenty years on the railways as a manager . He lived in an apartment of his property in Palermo which he shared with his wife , he had no other sources of income, the economic condition was solid . As they dug in his life is excluded various tracks , the first to be excluded was that the crime of passion . It did not emerge anything incriminating , he had very few friends , and rarely came home and always in the company of his wife. It was ruled the runway Mafia investigations in this direction were very accurate , dall'antimafia carried out , and did not turn out anything. He had no debts, nor were suspicious bank transactions in that period . From his past did not emerge anything. What the family could not explain was the reason why he was there that night , lying to his wife. She had told him that his elderly mother had to go home because his caregiver had called him and he was needed as it was to leave the money to spending the next day. The thing in itself seemed strange to his wife , the husband was a very precise , he planned everything so manic , unexpected events were rare with him , then with the matters that concerned his mother and his mother was scrupulous caregivers , in addition to leave unconvinced family was also the time , it was half past ten at night when he came home . The suspects his wife were later confirmed when the investigators verified that in fact the engineer had not received any phone calls from the caregiver , and that the same and the mother had no economic need for the next day . The second thing left baffled family members, and not only was the way in which the body was found , with that deep cut , the crucifix stuck , the hand that seemed to indicate the fountain in Piazza Pretoria , were found attached to a cross piece of chain , two grains , such as those that belong to a rosary. What that had to do with religious symbol with the engineer , the family was inexplicable . He was not a man of the church , was not even critical of the church , and the religion he simply walked on two different tracks , were ignored . Always closed discussions of a religious nature , saying that after death there would have been nothing , he had no interest in matters of this kind, he found them trivial and unfounded.
The investigation did not lead to anything, any track proved to be unfounded , the case was difficult because it involved the death of a seemingly simple . For the city authorities , but this crime appeared an insult to the institutions, the man had been killed right in front of the building that represents the city , town, place very supervised, monitored also by the police. Firefighters who were on duty that night, declared that they had not noticed anything, also because of the rain , so strong and thick that had prevented good visibility and made it impossible to move away from their stations that night could not get away from the inner arcade of the municipal building . The coroner ruled the hour of death . Had taken place at three- thirty in the morning , an hour after the body was found by the engineer brigade patrol who were preparing to relieve their colleagues .
I went home , I felt more tired than usual, after having fed in Chimay I threw myself on the couch, turned on the TV . In the main national channels were talking about the murder of Pretoria Square , experts were shooting the most diverse hypotheses.
All Italy was mesmerized by this story .. but I was lost in my thoughts .. And of course, my main thought was Sofia. I did not feel for a week, graduation was beautiful , with her infectious smile and those blue eyes that were stolen two drops of water to the ocean. "Of course I did not expect attention, the rest has had a hard day , including discussion of the thesis, tension , fatigue, need to be fresh for the party .. But it has been two weeks well .. I do not mean a phone call, but at least one message could also send it to me , so to see if I was still alive .. " . While I was making these considerations , you hear a beep coming from my phone , it was a text message . I picked up the phone, I opened it and read it in a listless Message: Sofia. I was incredulous , I stayed three seconds to look at the words , then took a deep breath and pressed a button to read it.
Hello Andrea , I'm sorry if I write just now, but I had a lot of stuff to do that I have removed almost breath. I wanted to thank you so much for the nice gift you gave me for graduation .. ☺ I thought we might see each other Saturday after dinner to grab something to drink, I will propose it to other friends in our group .. a kiss .. good evening Sofia !
I read the message four times, the fourth jet wrote . Hello Sofia ! I'm glad you enjoyed the thought! For me that's great for Saturday , I can pass you to take ten, and then reach out to others .. a big kiss
Andrea .
Sofia's answer came quickly. Ok ! ☺ .
On television, only speak of the engineer Leone. At that moment I entered this name in the head , giving me a kind of impulse, for the first time I remembered to have heard or read somewhere . " Engineer Leone , it is as if this name is not me again .. Now where did I hear that? ... "Then I lowered my head I reread message in Sofia , and a smile on my face was born in a spontaneous way .. I was happy ! " You probably have heard , I do not remember where .. but who cares ! " .. I was happy !
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