Brunetti gave a vague estimate of the sizes of the pages and stressed that it was essential to the thief that they not be wrinkled or damaged in any way. Raffi, who had been given a Mac Air by his grandparents for Christmas, went to his room and brought it back. He opened it, set it aside, and pulled a few pages from last week’s issue of l’Espresso. He folded them neatly, placed them on the keyboard and closed the lid, then looked around the table for approval.Chiara pointed to the slivers of paper visible at one side. ‘If I had the one with the larger screen, you wouldn’t see the edges,’ Raffi insisted.Without asking, Chiara went down the hall to Paola’s office and returned with the battered leather briefcase her mother had not carried for a decade but could not bring herself to throw away. She took the magazine from Raffi and pulled out a few pages herself, placed them into the curve of her left palm, then gently lowered the thicker edge of Raffi’s computer on to them. When she closed her hand, the pages nestled tight against the sides of the computer without reaching the top.
