02.47 on 25th June
They left the police station hand in hand, with Matteo"s brothers following them and yawning.
On the other side of the road two figures were leaning against the hood of a vintage car: as soon as they saw them they roused each other: it was Nat and Remo.
"Zoe! Boys! At last."
Remo extinguished his cigar and went to them: he put a hand on Matteo"s shoulder, his face tired and his lips drooping in a contrite expression.
"Come on guys, let’s go home."
He looked past them and noticed the other four.
"Welcome, do you have somewhere to stay tonight?"
Nat wriggled from the embrace and stepped towards her husband. "What are you saying, Remo. They"ll stay with us."
The car ride was quiet.
The four boys were crowded in the back seats, almost asleep after all those hour
