Chapter 61
Heading HomeAs they approached the border, they slowed to a stop. There were two vehicles stopped up ahead and Francesco, in the lead vehicle, strained to see who was standing beside them. The blue uniforms of two individuals were clear enough, although one wore a braid over the shoulder and the other didn't.
“That's Mussino and his French companion,” said Francesco, recognizing the cut and color of the municipal police uniform from Alba.
“What are they doing?” asked Paolo.
“Can't tell.”
By that time, Tomaso had left his truck and walked past Francesco in his, and strode up to the police car ahead. Francesco and Paolo watched Tomaso converse with the police, then he looked back at them and drew a finger across his throat. Resuming his conversation with the police, Tomaso wa
