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The morning of December 23rd, Giovanni Armerini received a visit by the police.
“hello, sorry to disturb. Are you mister Armerini? Giovanni Armerini?”
The man nodded.
“perfect. Would you mind showing us your car?” asked a police officer.
“no, come along.”
He didn’t know the reasons yet, but the agreed without any problems.
“thank you”
The two agents followed Armerini to his grey Fit Punto, so they asked if they could check it.
“sure. May I ask what are you looking for?”
“Useful details for an investigation that we’re conducting.” Explained the younger police officer of the pair, “you had a car accident, about a couple months ago, right?”
“Uhm… yes, in October”
“Perfect. We’ll get informed by the garage where your car was fixed. Now we can’t say anything about it yet: we h
