Chapter 21I hung up the phone and thought to myself as I was picking up my cup to take a sip of espresso, I wonder what she has decided. I finished my coffee and torta, and started thinking about how I would get back into the apartment without being seen. The Moretti family must have people scattered all over the area around the Piazza Santa Croce. It was possible Antonio Moretti was personally checking out my old haunts looking for me.
I left the Caffé Dumo and started back to the apartment when I noticed it was clouding up for a thunderstorm. Perfect, I thought. I stopped in a small store and bought an umbrella. I kept walking towards the apartment in a light rain with the umbrella opened, concealed in the crowd with others on the sidewalk. Just as I approached Via Rosa, there was a lou
