“Neither had found the time to eat anything. Or, more precisely, they could have taken an hour or so to eat something, had they wanted, but the truth was that neither of them had felt like it. “Did Fazio ever show up, by any chance?” he asked Catarella. “Nossir, Chief.” They went into Montalbano’s office. “Have a seat, Mimì. Let’s brainstorm for another five minutes. Shall I send for some coffee?” “Good idea.” Montalbano picked up the phone. “Cat, could you go get us ...a couple of coffees at the bar? Thanks.” They eyed each other. “You first,” said Mimì. “By this point it’s clear they’ve got Fazio. Whether dead or alive is another question.” “Well, he wasn’t in the sea, at any rate.” “But that still doesn’t mean we know he’s alive.”MoreLessRead More Read Less
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