Andrea turned to stare out of the window as he thought. He and Martin had an interaction with the Marocchino, Masu’ud and...
Andrea’s wait in the interrogation room was a short one. Franco came through the door with a studious and intent look slathered...
He had been inside his shop only a few minutes when he heard the door open. He looked up to see Sergeant...
“Why would Cofau have your friend killed over a purse? Why would he involve himself with you at all?” ...
How strange that he had never thought of them as men before now? And why? Was it as Salah said, because they...
Andrea’s eyes were wide with terror. His heart raced so that every breath was a labor. He was suddenly cold and shivered...