Suicide Italian Style (Crime Made In Italy Book 1) - Plot & Excerpts
Maybe Billy was right. Anastasia and I were in over our heads. “You remember I told you about Marco Romano?” “Journalist, friend of your wife—“ “Right. Years ago, just before he died, Marco published an article on the banks in Lugano. He talked about lawyers and accountants and the mules that carry cash up from Italy. He mentioned a man he called Ali Baba—“ “Real name Arturo Bellomo?” “Correct. And last night Bellomo warned me. He said the brakes on Italian cars don’t work.” “Means what?” “That Bellomo thought Marco was dangerous, that somehow he got to my Alfa Romeo, fooled with the brakes so they failed and—“ Anastasia was shaking her head. “He must think you are stupid.” On the left was the long, narrow arm of a lake and snow on the mountains sloping down to the shore. “Why?” “Think, Pescatore.
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