Chapter XL
Milan
The authoritative and blunt knocks on the door sounded threatening in the early hours of the morning.
Fosco was already up and was not surprised at that visit. At the end of the day he was expecting them even though he hoped that they would not come
-Luckily Clara and Nicola are not here-he thought. He went to get the door without asking who that was.
Three men in uniform were standing in front of him.
-Fosco Frizmajer?-
-Yes, I am Fosco Frizmajer-
-We have a warrant to search your house-
-Can I see it?- The guy who seemed to be the boss got a piece of paper out of the breast pocket of his jacket and handed it to Fosco who quickly read it.
-What is the reason for this search?-
-It’s all written there- answered the soldier getting into the house
-There is noth
