III
Thursday, 20th August 2020
As soon as I get to the bank, I speak to my dear cash colleague.
«Vito, I'm sorry. I should ask you a big favour. »
«I imagined. Is that blonde from the other day involved?»
«Actually, yes, but how ...»
«It was obvious, you can't do it alone and you need someone more experienced.»
I don't even want to imagine the scene.
«Don't worry: I can do it great.»
«You saw the little professor,» Marco intervenes. "It seems all work and study, instead ... deep down.»
«Hush hush," Vito echoes.
«Can you stop with these insinuations?»
«Excuse me, Professor, but it seems to me that we were talking about insinuations,» Vito adds.
«I just wanted to ask you a favour. I'd like to get a permit from 11.30 onwards.»
«What day?» he asks as he counts a wad of 50 euro bi
