Milan, 25 October 1816, 11 p.m.
Seat of the Directorate-General of the Austrian Police
The violent debates between Ziani and Chief Comissioner Konrad had by now become frequent enough to be considered as normal by functionaries at Police headquarters. In this instance, however, all the people there present were struck dumb by hearing Konrad, a man of integrity, explode like a volcano.
‘This is the end, Ziani! Do you want to sit down and give me the courtesy of lending me an ear or will I have to keep you in the company of that i***t sergeant of yours?’
‘I’m not the one who should wind up in the clink; it’s that vermin son of a hundred bitches who provoked him just to punish me and who …"
‘Enough; I’ve got it!’ Konrad shouted, punching the desk hard enough to almost break his ow
