«Good!» I turned to Mauro, who, in the meantime, had dried and covered himself. «Now we’ll have to endure the coroner’s insults. It’s your turn to call!»
But Mauro was more interested in the evolution of the State Police helicopter that was trying to land the bomb squad in place.
«The valley is too narrow. They will never make it to land. But where do they go? Up to Triora? Don’t they realize what the path to get down here is like?»
«Their business! I do have a suggestion. Here it will be a long time before all these gentlemen complete their work, the coroner arrives, makes her findings, and finally transfers the corpse, somehow, to the morgue. And even the bomb squads won’t be able to reach the spot and defuse the explosives for a few hours. I called D’Aloia, and he can stay here. We s
