- Shocking! - Jordan said, while lighting a Marlboro, he lost sight of the road for a moment.
were leaving the theater half an hour before, both perplexed. Without saying a word had started to "Peugeot 106" Jordan, looking for a plausible answer to their questions.
They got into the car without even looking, the tension of the two was palpable, but now Jordan had decided to break the silence. Out of the corner eye glanced towards Immanuel, who sat beside him, looked like he was still thinking about the movie.
- Actually ... - Jordan said, - ... there is a remarkable similarity between the scene of the sacrifice and murder ... ... ... But we have no evidence ... for now ... that may lead to think that the two are really related to ... Unless you ... -
- Unless I ... what? - Immanuel asked in amazement.
- I do not know ... you who said you can narrow your search ... Frankly, it seems to me that all this ... bring us more and more a dead end ... - the expression on his face was clear. Immanuel you could read distinctly the confusion. It was not a pleasant condition for Jordan, certainly, no one wanted to be in the confusion that was oppressing them, but Jordan was even worse. For him to be in that state was equivalent to half a defeat, and was not a little thing to make, so, after a pause, he continued - Maybe I'm a bit 'stupid, and I can not receive the help they can bring us the movie ... After checking if the boy was part of the team of actors, technicians, makeup artists and the rest ... After we found, if you have or have not read the book ... and admitting, ironically, that has nothing to do with this ... tell me where this discovery leads us? ... Maybe we could verify the existence of a bond of friendship or an acquaintance, one of the people who worked on the film ... put this link ... there is no need to do a poll to see who has read the book? ... With all the advertising of the film, has read three-quarters of France ... not to mention the rest ... in this way, for me, the field widens ... does not shrink at all ... -
- Maybe! ... But this situation would give me the opportunity ... to get in touch with many people ... among them could be the murderess. I can not believe they could not find even a suggestion that might help ... what we have is too little ... the boy had been dead for days when you found it ... and anyway, I have not even seen you ... I have to try a full stop to work ... Or you want to wait until he gives us another victim of this crazy ? ... I'll do anything because it does not happen ... but ... ... I fear that there will be other victims! -
had come home for Immanuel, Rue La Fayette. Once you have parked, got out of the car and entered the house. When he found that his parents had not yet returned, Immanuel breathed a sigh of relief, and then guide him / her to his room where they continued the discussion for a while '.
- Possible! - Finally snapped the inspector Malin, giving a fist on the desk of Immanuel - It 's really possible that you have not found any evidence ... no ... sense of the elements that we have? -
- Nothing! - Said the quiet man - All the elements that we seem to ... ... seem empty ... I can not hear anything ... if only I could predict the next victim ... but I say ... I do not have the certainty that there will be no other ... You can expect me to be able to enter the world of the Assassin ... for now is a world I do not know ... I can not understand his reasoning, to see and hear what he has around ... I'm trying ... But it's all muffled ... it's foggy in each of the Attributes Inspector directions ... I should find a common thread that can guide me ... but I could only find it if there were other victims in that case ... ... but I would have more elements so ... -
- I wish this was the only victim! - Jordan shooting.
were losing too much time, he knew. Earlier this state of affairs would give them at least one other victim, and he did not know where to pay attention to parry the shot again.
- Anyway ... - continued wearily - for tonight will be better than we rest ... Tomorrow I'll try to get you what you asked ... and hopefully, there are results ... E '... I'll let you sleep late and go home ... Good night! -
- I'll take you to the door! - Immanuel said making the road.
In the afternoon the next day, Jordan swooped like a hawk in the house Mistral. The triumphant look in her green eyes, made him understand at Immanuel, before they proferisse motto, something positive, including that information, he had found.
- You were right! - Jordan said, smiling.
- Excellent! ... How the boy is connected to the film? -
- How do you say that this is particularly what is it? - Jordan asked suspiciously. Security his party left him dumbfounded.
- was what we were looking for ... Or am I wrong? -
- No! You're not wrong ... but ... - stopped. He was right, that was trying, but because the night before his friend seemed so insecure? Because he had groped in the dark? Because he said that all was hushed around that case, as now, seemed so sure?
- But ... What? - Immanuel churches.
- Nothing! ... - Answered by shrugging. Had to solve this case soon. Then he continued - You're right ... the guy is related to the movie ... -
- Let me see those cards! -
- Cards can tell you ... They say only that the little boy was present during the filming of the movie ... Every scene is shot, he was there on the set ... ... -
- And you think a little? -
- Yes! If you think that after learning this morning that ... ... I made some phone calls and learned that the director is still in Paris ... It 's Imperial, in Rue de la Victoire ... and from what I have said, when the boy is missing his reaction was quite disconcerting. -
- should we go see him! -
- That's it! ... And '... the room number twenty-six -
- What did he say? -
- He knew the boy's death through the newspaper and ... is now very scared! ... He says that sooner or later it will seek the murderess ... -
- Why? -
- could not explain ... and I can not figure it out ... Anyway, the boy went to him a couple of years ago ... The director was in his school, to lessons on the art of direction ... I checked, and it is true ... a couple of years ago there was a high school this search for new talent, between boys and girls, both in the direction that the acting, storytelling, music and the rest ... After a few weeks, our friend asked the director if they could spend an afternoon together ... ... the reason was that since he a director of horror films, for preference ... maybe he could understand it better than others. The director agreed, because the boy seemed promising in this field, and so our victim told him of a sacrifice ... that of the film. The man has found the story interesting, appropriate for a film, in fact ... The boy was then revealed that ... a dream that tortured him for several years, which seemed very true, he was afraid to die that way ... The director's said they were stupid superstitions, and to prove it has built his film about sacrifice and allowed him to attend the shoot ... it was! But before the film opened in theaters the boy is gone ... and then died as he was afraid ... I spoke of him as a quiet boy ... but so scared, trembling at times and that there was a real threat ... He often said phrase: "I have to warn them that are coming ... I have to prepare the world the horror that awaits them! "... But beyond that, has never revealed what his mind saw, or knew ... I thought it was a visionary ... but in the meantime is perhaps dead ... killed by those who wanted to escape now ... the director is to shake with fear, I think it is better to watch him ... before he mysteriously disappear ... I am doing surveillance. - The triumph in his eyes was gone; now that he had told everything to Immanuel felt that this was not a great result.
- A dream! - Immanuel said thoughtfully - This is just a dream ... But dreams can not become a reality ... unless, someone is aware of them and decides to implement them ... Do you know if others knew of the boy's dream? -
- Say yes ... The director told me that he was an introverted type who, when he spoke with him, told him that he had never revealed this secret to anyone, for fear ... but now the time had come to warn people. -
A heavy silence accompanied the last words of Jordan, who last sat on the bed of Immanuel, leaving the His eyes wandered around the room was messy as usual: books on your desk, bedside table and some even on the bed, sheets crumpled on the floor near the wastebasket, which was also filled, and then, on the chairs sweaters, shoes under the desk and the only corner of the computer was ordered, but otherwise ... chaos!
Finally, his eyes fell on the boy. Immanuel was still in my pajamas, looking totally empty, sitting a few feet in front of him in his typical position, his chest leaning back in his chair and folded his arms on this.
The room was hellishly hot, but Immanuel seemed to warn him: he was pale, and when he had greeted Jordan had heard a cold hand touching her.
The inspector knew what they meant to look and there. Immanuel
was probing the images that his mind could perceive, hoping that the new data swept away the clouds that protected the murderess.
remained motionless as a statue, not to be distracted. Immanuel
Generally, when he worked, he wanted to be alone, but sometimes - as now - Jordan had witnessed.
In the latter, the sight of those eyes had turned off the power to pick up gasp ... gelarglisi feel the blood in his veins. But he could not stop it. At the bottom of Immanuel was trying to help him. After few minutes, which seemed forever to Jordan, the eyes of Immanuel returned alive. The blood flow in the veins returned to the inspector, but the expression of the clairvoyant was not happy.
- Nothing! - Immanuel said a deep voice. - I can not see anything at all ... It 'enveloped by a psychic barrier that can not penetrate ... - put her hand to the lips, while a fit of coughing shook him.
Jordan looked at him in astonishment, not knowing what to do after a few seconds left the room. He returned shortly afterwards with a glass of water and the box of syrup.
- Drink! - He said - Your mother told me that you have to take this cough syrup ... otherwise it will not. -
Immanuel, obedient, after having paid a bit 'syrup in measuring cup that was in the box, the green liquid and then swallowed it greedily drank the water.
- Sorry! ... - He said, when he had calmed down - I did not scare you ... ... but ... sometimes I forget ... is not alone -
- Quiet! ... After all, is for us to work! -
- ... I know that when I dissociate myself from the real world ... not a funny show ... Now more than at other times ... This cold does not help me ... -
- You should take care of yourself ... You can not go on like this! -
- I know! ... But please, spare me ... just my mother and Arianne ... to torture me with this story ... -
- Yeah ... But where is your sister? "... Today I have not seen yet. -
- should still be Juliette, for that search ... Strange, who has not yet phoned this morning ... he called five times to know how I was ... Whereas now ... Maybe my mother will be reassured and I have warned of phone calls later ... have thought that we were working and did not want to disturb us ... - but his words betrayed anxiety. Sounded strange even to Jordan, who was about to say something, when he realized that Immanuel had already taken up the phone and was dialing a number.
- Good evening! Duval House? ... I am Immanuel, Arianne's brother ... my sister is still there for you? ... What time is left? ... I see ... Thank you! Good evening! - Slowly put his cornet in his place and said, - It 's out this morning along with Juliette to go to class ... but when Juliette came home she was alone ... you are separated before the University ... said he had to go home to see ... as I was -
- Then it will be in his room waiting for me to go away. - Jordan said not too convinced. Immanuel
not listened to him, rushed out the room to see if Arianne had returned.
discovered with horror that the girl was not there.
The wait was nerve-wracking.
When it was time for dinner, Arianne had not yet returned. The mother - preoccupied and unaware of the call that his son had done at home Duval - Juliette suggested to call to find out if her daughter was going to spend another night with them. Immanuel
the anticipated, informing her that her sister had left her friend in the early afternoon to return home.
began to wait. Even Jordan had been to ensure that Arianne return. At midnight, she still did not know anything.
The mother went to her room to cry. The father sat in the living room waiting for the return of her daughter, saying that this time he deserved punishment.
- ... That girl does not realize to what we thought ... - said the man, the more afraid you angry. - ... But this time ... I'm back ... ... now it feels great, some things should understand ... - Immanuel
and Jordan were sitting in chairs in the living room, facing each other, but the man was sitting on the couch.
The ashtray on the coffee table was full of cigarette butts that Jordan had smoked.
The night was slow and oppressive. When dawn finally came, he rose from his chair Immanuel and went into the kitchen to make coffee, waiting for the clock to beat the eight call Arianne Juliette and whether they had returned. The eight
! Immanuel rushed to the phone and redid the number of Juliette.
The girl replied that they had separated before the University, and since then I had not seen or heard.
Missing! Arianne had disappeared without a trace.
- I go to the Department for organizing the research ... - Jordan said, more and more worried.
- I have the impression that our murderess has given us another victim! ... - Immanuel said looking at the colleague.
- But what are you thinking? - asked Jordan displaying calm, a calm that he felt, to try to pull his morale up.
The inspector had not thought about that possibility ... but now that Immanuel had made ... Maybe the guy where he could hear Arianne ... Maybe his intuition led him to think that the murderess was moving ... No! ... It was impossible that all Paris was going to choose just Arianne ...
preferred not to confirm the suspicions of his friend. He thought absurd. They had to stay calm. Especially
Immanuel had to maintain a certain serenity! ... Would not be easy: her sister was gone.
Jordan looked for a few seconds Immanuel, undecided about whether to continue or not, decided against it. With rapid steps walked toward the exit.
Immanuel, after taking the room Arianne something that could put him in touch with her, he shut himself in his room.
He sat on the chair beside his desk, in the position he so loved, and holding a pearl-gray sweater his sister, he began his research.
Massimo Spada
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