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But why would someone want a good man dead, and what might his death have to do with the Courthouse discrepancies?
Fazio managed to get the names and addresses of a few people who were there, but – you know how it is – no one saw anything. He’s charmed – perhaps too charmed, suggests his wife Paola – by her love of Virgil and Cicero, but shocked by her appearance. It was a pleasant Buddhist Sri Lankan, Inesh Kavinda, who was living in the garden shed of the Palazzo Zaffo Sri Leonie. Guido follows a number of threads, aided by the able Signorina Elettra, who refines a method she learns of at a conference, along with Vianello and Commissario Claudia Griffoni. Nobody can find him – not his daughter, not his friends, and not the woman he’d been secretly visiting.
If you’re looking for a fast-paced, heart-pounding adventure mystery, the Commissario Brunetti books are not for you. It opens with Ispecttore Lorenzo Vianello and Guido engaging in tricky dance to rescue Alvisse, a police officer who had attended a gay protest. The man had been living in a small house on the grounds of a palazzo owned by a professor, whose wife Brunetti happens to know. With the invaluable assistance of Signorina, Elettra, Vianello, and Griffoni, Guido is determined to see that justice is served. And Paola begins to question why he is so interested in Elettra, having noticed that he had thought about little else than her for over a week.
Read more about the condition New: A new, unread, unused book in perfect condition with no missing or damaged pages. Morse is nearing retirement and he is not a well man – his drinking is now causing him problems, enough to make him go to the doctor, who diagnoses diabetes. With the help of Inspector Vianello and the ever-resourceful Signorina Elettra, perhaps Brunetti can get to the truth and find some measure of solace.
The recuperative stay goes according to plan and Brunetti is finally able to relax, until Davide Casati, the caretaker of the house, goes missing following a sudden storm. Neither Brunetti nor his wife Paola have ever had much sympathy for the Italian armed forces, so when a young cadet is found hanged, at Venice’s elite military academy, Brunetti’s emotions are complex: pity and sorrow at the death of a boy close in age to his own son, and contempt and irritation for the arrogance and high-handedness of the boy’s teachers and fellow students. Because no official record of the man's presence in Venice exists, Brunetti is forced to use the city's far richer sources of information: gossip and the memories of people who knew the victim. Ruth Galloway series, with the forensic archaeological details, despite wishing they weren’t written in the present tense.
As with every Brunetti novel there are themes, concerns and history running through it, Leon turns her eye to Italy's modern past, the 1970's when the Red Brigades sought to create a revolutionary state using violence as a weapon against those who they viewed against them. At the time, Brunetti had suspected this would not suffice, and eventually it had not: the time had come for The Cull. Desde hace ya unas cuantas entregas (“Cosecharás tempestades” es la número 32), la serie dejó de interesarme por los crímenes en sí (que también), si no que lo hace por sus maravillosos personajes, que ya siento casi como si fuesen familia.
Detective Inspector Alison “Ally” McCoist — “No jokes, please, I’ve heard them all” — is in bad odour. But when the bureaucrat rings Brunetti at work, clearly scared, and is then found dead after a fall from scaffolding, something is obviously going on that has implications greater than the fate of Brunetti’s apartment. What was more puzzling, and eventually a concerning part of the investigation, was when Brunetti discovered that Inesh possessed a lot of material regarding real estate, Italian politics, and past cases that involved these subjects in a potential criminal light. An unsolved disappearance at that time becomes a clue for Guido, with the help of his colleagues, to move closer to solving the puzzle of the murdered man. I’m in awe of their parenting skills, and I would happily sit down to any meal at their dining table.