Chapter 5
The next day I got up early and started setting up my office. At about half-past seven I noticed that the district was starting to come alive. The rooms filled up, someone had a coffee at the vending machine, others joked while waiting to begin their work. It was a climate that reminded me of the years of service spent at the police headquarters in Ancona. I started wandering the corridors and greeting those I met, they were all very affable and returned my greeting with a smile or a friendly handshake. Well, my new job wasn’t that bad! I recognized the superintendent whom I had apostrophized the previous morning in Triora.
«Good morning, superintendent…?»
«D’Aloia, Doctor, my name is Walter D’Aloia, at your orders!»
«Well, D’Aloia, could you get me one of those whiteboards a
