The waiter slowly opened the door in complete silence. - Mr Zerbi you must forgive me bothering you on Christmas Eve but what I have to say is extremely important for your safety.
Oskar was surprised at the tense atmosphere the waiter had suddenly created around him, a reminder he was trespassing and an impostor in the Circuit.
- Are you referring to my presence in the Great Ski-lift? - he asked, sensing the reason for the visit.
- Yes exactly! You must leave this village.
- What's wrong? I am an annual member of the Great Ski-lift. I have the pass in my jacket...
The man shook his head with a serious expression: -Mr Zerbi, I know with certainty where you left from and under what circumstances - saying this the waiter had brought the conversation to a very real level - some time ago,
