Angela Mazzola knows life on several levels. The Thirty Years’ comes from Borgo Nuovo, an ugly concrete area on the outskirts of Palermo, where it is difficult to find work at all. With hard work and ambition it has eaten through their school career, made at the boarding school in the suore abbr> High School, odd jobs and a sommelier course completed (which brought her Although no job, but taste and a good friend – and our readers some indication of good Sicilian drops), then boldly advertised to the police – and was accepted
Every day she pushes conscientious service in the
and by right is proud of its achievements and enjoys many of which in Sicily can only dream of: a secure job, a regular salary, a small apartment in the Acqua Santa section with terrace overlooking Marina Sea. Since she likes to sit, looking at the sunset and leaves from her butler Gianpi still some wine pour … no, the latter is one of the wishful thinking that does not take them too seriously himself.
has a steady partner and needs them Not. Older colleagues like the burly Ettore Macaione ( “poliziotto XL”) who knows interesting to tell from the police past, never miss an opportunity to flirt with her, and sympathetic locals, who want more of her abbr than the usual
One day she read in the newspaper from an old school friend, Rosellina, which complained that the criminal investigation seven months after the murder of her grandmother Anna Fundarò still could boast no results. The journalist who interviewed Rosellina knows Angela, because it’s Sandra from the sommelier course. The thing interested Angela, she talks to her friends and decides to deal in their spare time with the case.
Well turns out what kind of wood it is carved. Half measures it does not matter. Having found the first oddities, she bites into the case. Not only because of their profession curious Sandra is useful, but also colleague Santo Iovino, recently ascended to the Squadra omicidi abbr> and always willing to provide it with information to serve out his authority if he senses for an invitation to an intimate meal. Soon take Angela’s after-research she more not long ago cleared hogging as their profession, which only runs by the way.
Why is the murder of Anna Fundarò? The fifty-year-old wig-making was a highly estimated capacity in their field. Whether sick, vain, snobs, transvestites, lounge lizards, theater or show people if they gave an expensive single piece or a hairpiece off the shelf in order – Signora Anna worked for all with the same care and discretion. Each unmanageable from this group could come as perpetrators in question. Now she lay with over ten punctures in the chest in their blood. Perhaps, had he had found her body, still want to give it their assistance, in any case even the chaotic trimmed venue defeated rapid solve the crime. There were Annas tools and chemicals, shoe prints even in pools of blood, changes in position of the body and the murder weapon, sloppiness in the recording of the crime scene.
But if a born Sbirra abbr> Angela is trapped behind such a case it does not remain on the surface. Accompanied by her friend or alone, under skilful pretense harmless identities and intentions she stalks survivors, friends, customers and neighbors approach them elicits surprising details, discovered startling discrepancies, thinking sharply and draws its conclusions as once Sherlock Holmes. ‘
The further advance their private investigations, the more questionable and dangerous is their own approach. She agonizes “nel ruolo scomodo di chi sa ma non dovrebbe sapere”. Would not disclose what has been getting them to their superiors? Then they would have certainly betrayed her helpers. What if she makes a mistake, blows up or their unauthorized tests fail? She would get fired and would have to re-Mixing cocktails … Your situation is ironic. Born in 1952 in Palermo risked “la sua carriera per amore del suo stesso lavoro”
Gian Mauro Costa, journalist (eg when RAI) and author, told with a light pen and without any Sperenzchen an entertaining thriller autumn (it’s October, and Angela, a sunny disposition, regrets that it is cooler). The bloody criminal case ensures local sensation, the voltage robbed a not sleep, reconnaissance progresses slowly ahead, and it takes a while to catch fire and eager continue reading to find out who the murderer and what may be his motive. What makes the book worth reading is the sympathetic protagonist who just nice, clever, responsible and is otherwise completely normal (and whose talent they certainly carry into the homicide soon), and the clichés interwoven scene of Palermo, its vital atmosphere, many squares and streets, the palazzi , the people friendly dialogues.
What’s with the title all about? “Stella o Croce” is a game like “heads or tails”. According to Angela’s aunt Giuseppina it does the good Lord every day with us. “La stella è quella della nascita, la croce quella della morte.”