Rocco leaped like a hooked bass and opened his eyes wide. Despite the scream of the cell phone on his nightstand, he was still able to gather his thoughts: it was morning, he was at home, in his own bed after spending the night out in the snow. He wasn’t actually lying underneath Eva Mendes, and ...
Someone had removed the seals from the door, which stood ajar. All Rocco had to do was push it open. In the living room, squatting behind a sofa, his back to the door, was a man. “Did you take the seals off the door?” asked Rocco. The man turned around. It was Luca Farinelli, the deputy director ...