The van
At the end of the courtyard of the building, at about 10 meters of distance, there was the keeper’s car parked. Next to that one there was an old van, rusty and anonymous, that was needed to kidnap the victims. I ran to grab a big rock from the garden, then I let it fell to the ground next to the door of the van. I looked at Giotto, then at the rock and then the window.
«Bau! (Come on, throw the rock against the glass!).»
«Index finger who hits the temple, furrowed eyebrows (Are you crazy? Then who drives that thing?)» Giotto replied.
«Bau bau bau bau (Don’t worry about that, you just have to trust me and do what I tell you!)»
«Index finger upright that waves to the right and left, with the fist closed (No way!)»
In that moment the lab’s door crashed open and the guardian got
