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had compiled himself.
The name that appeared on the list were eight, all from the Brandenburg’s agenda and making reference to hypothetical lessons that the German musician had the habit of writing down.
At that time, Inspector Di Girolamo pointed out that it was still hard to be so sure of the type of meetings that the murdered man had; Germano, then, asked Parisi to tell everybody any information that emerged from lenders or INPS.
“Everything in order, Vincent, the Master lived thanks to the copyright of his works, every month he received two credits, one from Italy and one from Germany, from companies that manage the economic exploitation of musical works, including the Master’s, as indeed I was able to verify myself; I learnt all about it and I also found out that almost every time a film goes on TV with the soundtrack, or you hear a song on the radio, its artist and who manages its rights, draw benefit from it, economically speaking ...”.
“Good, Angelo, is there anything else that you can add regarding the Master’s banking?”.
“Not that much, the only strange thing is that Brandenburg never picked up huge sums, he always paid by credit card and picked up only a maximum of two hundred euro a month in cash. I doubt, for this reason, he may have paid for such a long time for some sort of sexual encounters, because that is what Di Girolamo suggested, without his finances being dissipated, unless ...”.
“Go on, Angelo”.
“Unless he had other sources, maybe not traceable income... and he used that money for his vices, but frankly I have strong doubts about it”.
“Me, too ... let’s take for granted the authenticity of those meetings, as they really were referring to music lessons, and go on ... it seems to me that we were talking about a list of students or something ...”.
“It’s over there, Vincent, on your desk”.
“Yeah”.
The list had two male names, Giacomo and Luca, and six women's names, Barbara, Giulia, Paola, Stefania and two women called Valentina; the Master used to write down, along with the names of those last two women, the initial of their last name, an F for the first and a C for the second one.
At that point, Inspector Parisi went out for a moment and then returned with a big transparent plastic bag in his hands, through which they were able to see the hundreds of letters that the policemen would now have to re-examine one by one, in an attempt to combine some of them to the names on that list.
They all looked a little twisting their mouths, they knew that the work would have been pretty boring and without guarantee of success.
After ordering via phone some coffee and croissants, Germano asked them to start with the letters.
The work turned out to be pretty repetitive and consisted in opening the letters one by one and having a quick look at the last line, in order to know if the letter was useful to the investigation or not.
They spent almost an hour of fruitless searching until Inspector Parisi found the name Valentina at the end of one of the letters.
Phrases like no one can move me like you ... life should be lived even if you have everybody against you , and the notes that go out of your piano , almost filled the dozens of lines of the letter and left the impression that the girl in question was touched by the notes played by Brandenburg at depths very different from what one might imagine.
After showing the two pages to Germano, Inspector Parisi, seeing his friend and colleague quite thoughtful, decided to add something.
“See, Vincent ... there is also a phone number below, that Valentina herself wrote here ... probably because she wanted to be called ... should I deepen the matter?”.
“She probably wanted to be called by the Master, I mean ... what if it was the police to call her, instead ... anyway, investigate about the user and find out who this Valentina is, let's see, maybe there's something we still don’t understand”.
“You don’t
The name that appeared on the list were eight, all from the Brandenburg’s agenda and making reference to hypothetical lessons that the German musician had the habit of writing down.
At that time, Inspector Di Girolamo pointed out that it was still hard to be so sure of the type of meetings that the murdered man had; Germano, then, asked Parisi to tell everybody any information that emerged from lenders or INPS.
“Everything in order, Vincent, the Master lived thanks to the copyright of his works, every month he received two credits, one from Italy and one from Germany, from companies that manage the economic exploitation of musical works, including the Master’s, as indeed I was able to verify myself; I learnt all about it and I also found out that almost every time a film goes on TV with the soundtrack, or you hear a song on the radio, its artist and who manages its rights, draw benefit from it, economically speaking ...”.
“Good, Angelo, is there anything else that you can add regarding the Master’s banking?”.
“Not that much, the only strange thing is that Brandenburg never picked up huge sums, he always paid by credit card and picked up only a maximum of two hundred euro a month in cash. I doubt, for this reason, he may have paid for such a long time for some sort of sexual encounters, because that is what Di Girolamo suggested, without his finances being dissipated, unless ...”.
“Go on, Angelo”.
“Unless he had other sources, maybe not traceable income... and he used that money for his vices, but frankly I have strong doubts about it”.
“Me, too ... let’s take for granted the authenticity of those meetings, as they really were referring to music lessons, and go on ... it seems to me that we were talking about a list of students or something ...”.
“It’s over there, Vincent, on your desk”.
“Yeah”.
The list had two male names, Giacomo and Luca, and six women's names, Barbara, Giulia, Paola, Stefania and two women called Valentina; the Master used to write down, along with the names of those last two women, the initial of their last name, an F for the first and a C for the second one.
At that point, Inspector Parisi went out for a moment and then returned with a big transparent plastic bag in his hands, through which they were able to see the hundreds of letters that the policemen would now have to re-examine one by one, in an attempt to combine some of them to the names on that list.
They all looked a little twisting their mouths, they knew that the work would have been pretty boring and without guarantee of success.
After ordering via phone some coffee and croissants, Germano asked them to start with the letters.
The work turned out to be pretty repetitive and consisted in opening the letters one by one and having a quick look at the last line, in order to know if the letter was useful to the investigation or not.
They spent almost an hour of fruitless searching until Inspector Parisi found the name Valentina at the end of one of the letters.
Phrases like no one can move me like you ... life should be lived even if you have everybody against you , and the notes that go out of your piano , almost filled the dozens of lines of the letter and left the impression that the girl in question was touched by the notes played by Brandenburg at depths very different from what one might imagine.
After showing the two pages to Germano, Inspector Parisi, seeing his friend and colleague quite thoughtful, decided to add something.
“See, Vincent ... there is also a phone number below, that Valentina herself wrote here ... probably because she wanted to be called ... should I deepen the matter?”.
“She probably wanted to be called by the Master, I mean ... what if it was the police to call her, instead ... anyway, investigate about the user and find out who this Valentina is, let's see, maybe there's something we still don’t understand”.
“You don’t
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