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areas. There were sectors with blocks of flats, or villas, or paved but put-holed streets. It’s like there were different towns inside the real, unique Tursenia.
     
    While going along the Walls, Chase began mulling over Galli’s murder. Ruling out a crime of passion, and some sort of unplanned violent act such as a vicious robbery (since nothing was missing from the house), the motive for the murder could have been some kind of revenge, or connected to Signora Galli’s will. Then there was Signora Galli herself. Considering that her alibi was unconfirmed, might she have killed her own son? Blackmail was not to be ruled out either. Maybe Piero was blackmailing his mother for some reason, so she decided to shut him up for good.
    Assuming that Agata was not the murderer, however, who could have taken advantage of her changing her will?
    “ Too easy,” Chase thought.
    Even if Ramona looked as innocent as a lamb and felt guilty because of the chandelier falling, she was the only one who could really benefit from this death. She knew everything about the villa, and even if she wasn’t much good as a maid, Signora Galli still kept her on due to some kind of emotional bond. So, Ramona was probably taking advantage of that. You could learn lots of things from a former spy, such as lying and being falsely supportive, for example.
    Or perhaps Piero might have talked or argued with someone who knew about the will who then killed him so as to have no witnesses. Then why didn't whoever it was kill Agata instead?
    And what about Rachele? Was she involved in the murder? Wasn’t it too much of a coincidence that she and her fiancé just popped up when the dead body was still warm? And if it was true that Piero didn’t die because of the accident with the chandelier, then there was still a weapon around to be found.
    Turning into the street on the left, while entering the Walls, Chase saw a shadow out of the corner of his eye, loitering close to the cars parked outside them. That bald head lit up by the feeble streetlamps was Signor Buongiorno’s, one of Chase’s neighbours. Chase had never met a nosey bald-head like him before. Signor Buongiorno had been shacked up for forty-six years with a redhead with poorly dyed, curly hair named Cecilia, and they were an incredible couple of unpleasant meddlers. He was peering inside the cars, one by one. That caught Chase’s attention, but for now he went on his own way home. He was too busy thinking about the murder to be bothered by it.

Chapter 4
     
    The following morning Chase’s legs brought him to Galli’s villa again. He decided on a long walk through the countryside, instead of waiting for his busy Inspector friend and his terrible driving. The weather was still unstable and the Tramontana wind kept blowing, cold and strong. Anyway, he was wearing a thick scarf and took an umbrella with him, like a real Londoner.
    While walking quickly along the verge, paying attention to the darting cars, Chase thought that maybe he should have gone out for walks instead of running. This would have saved both his ankles, and his pride in front of that woman.
    He could also have got a dog as company, like Piero Galli did. But maybe his landlord wouldn’t have been happy to host another fleabag in the building , since the two girls living upstairs already had a little yelping freak named Luciano.
    In the blink of an eye, being immersed in his thoughts, Chase reached Galli’s place. He hesitated while ringing the intercom, since he knew he wasn’t behaving discreetly as he’d promised his friend he would. It was another lie, another thing, like the one which had hurt his mother and let down his brother, Scott. Another thing which made his father even more infuriated with him.
    Furthermore, Chase hated the way Angelo had dragged him into his investigations, but neither could he resist a murder call anymore, nor leave a friend in a pickle.
    Since he had been in Tursenia he had confined himself to