"Caterina?"
Fede looked around.
"I guess you’ve heard..." She tried to distract him by running her fingers over his chest.
Merlonghi looked hard at her, and it was clear that, behind the impenetrabile expression, the man was reasoning quickly.
"What"s your name, sweetness?"
"Marlene."
"What do you say, Marlene, shall we get out of here?"
She looked up at the balcony as Merlonghi pushed her off the dance floor, but it was too late.
Now she was in the passenger seat, in a luxury car. The yellowish light irritated her eyes.
"So Marlene," he was saying to her, "What do you want from me?"
Fede did not know how to interpret his attitude. "Whatever you want, honey."
He leaned towards her. "Then tell me what you know."
Fede leaned against the cold window.
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