Chapter 18
In the same couple of hours during which we were sitting at dinner, Commissioner Sordi, with some of his men and as back-up some agents from the Vice Squad who knew the area where Agostinho Pescadoro had worked, the Pellerina neighborhood, had turned up there. After dark it was popuated entirely by transvestites and transsexuals, colleagues of the Brazilian and, in the majority, his compatriots.
The officers had two prison vans with them. With no fuss, they had detained the prostitutes they were able to find and loaded them into the vans, "just for checking", even though they had their documents with them, except for one man a couple of meters tall with black skin, perhaps of Watussi origin. About twenty of them had been rounded up but certainly, as the chief inspector who com
