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1861 her maternal grandfather had been born in Agri-
gento. For some reason, however, this ingenious theory
failed to attract the serious attention it no doubt merited.'
Zen smiled sourly. It was rare for him to get an opportu-
nity to put one over on Vincenzo Fabri. What the hell had
the man been up to, he wondered, floating this kind of
wild and unsubstantiated rumour?
The next candidate on Zen's list came into the category
of light relief.
'Furio Pizzoni was detained on his return to the villa
about two hours after the killings had taken place. When
questioned as to his earlier whereabouts, he claimed to
have spent the evening in a bar in the local village. This
alibi was subsequently confirmed by the owner of the bar
and several customers. Pizzoni undoubtedly had access to
the remote control device mentioned below (see Favelloni,
Renato), but given his alibi and the absence of any evident
motive, interest in him soon faded, although it was briefly
revived by the discovery of video tapes showing amorous
encounters between him and Rita Burolo.'
Zen drew the last fragrant wisps of smoke from his
cigarette and crushed it out. After a moment's thought, he
decided against going into any more details. Even the
magazine which had paid so dearly for the photographs
made from one of those ~ideo tapes had drawn a discreet
veil of verbiage over the exact nature of this little love
triangle. It was difficult to offer a tasteful account of the
fact that the murdered woman had been in the habit of
meeting Pizzoni by moonlight in the hut which the lions
used during the day and rolling nude on the straw
bedaubed with their sweat and excrement while the young
man pleasured her in a variety of ways undreamt of in the
animal kingdom. For some people it was still more difficul".
to accept that Oscar Burolo had known about these orgies
and had done nothing whatever about them apart from
rigging up a small video camera in the rafters of the hut
to record the scene for his future delectation.
Suddenly Zen caught the sound of Tania's voice behind
the screens.
'You promise?'
She sounded anxious.
'But of course!'
The heavy, monotonous voice was that of an official
called Romizi.
'Otherwise it'll mean a lot of trouble for me,' Tania
stressed.
'Don't worry! I'll take care of it.'
Zen slumped forward until his forehead touched the
cool metal casing of the typewriter. So she had found
someone else to ask her favour of, after he had scared her