2.2 LIFE - FIVEI am back at the entrance of the building now: it is 12:45 and Mauro is back in his usual glass workplace.
«Hi Lavinia, have you done all your running around?»
«Hi Mauro: yes, I’m back.» And I am still wearing Serena’s fur coat: today he doesn’t really want to mind his own business.
I turn to the right and from a distance I see a person who is about to cross the threshold of the first lift following another man, of whom I can only see his back for a few minutes: he is Tom Sellek, I’m sure. I slow down a bit, and I wonder if he is coming back to us for some strange reason.
While I wait for the lift, I watch the numbers above the steel doors. Magnum P.I. stops on the eleventh floor.
While on my way, I wonder what’s there. A notary’s office, I think, and perhaps a psycholo
