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Aprilia in production until the late ‘90s, very common at that time, but probably no more in 2013.
After Piazza’s monologue, there were a few seconds where no one spoke; it was the commissioner to take the decision to speak first.
“Well, then we'll move this way, you, Piazza and Venditti will work on this plate, call the DMV and try to find out how many of these scooters Aprilia are actually around here; focus only on the area surrounding Rome, its province, and only if you see that the results do not satisfy you, widen the search to the entire city of Rome, then ...”.
“How could we do that, I mean ...”.
“Make a phone call to the traffic police and ask them for support for this type of investigation, I don’t know, probably the first thing you might do is to see if the owners use to pay stamp duty and insurance or do not, this should already be an indication of use of the vehicle; however this is just an idea, ask them for suggestions”.
“Okay, Commissioner”.
“Di Girolamo, you will work on Valentina, pick up all her letters, remember what we said, okay? Let’s do the same thing with the other girl, Angelo, the more passionate one, maybe too much passionate. Everything’s clear?”.
The four answered almost in unison, some with affirmative nods of the head and others in words. Although everything seemed really planned, something was still missing. Germano took the floor again.
“About me ... I will visit the cultural center first, and then the orphanage and the music club, I need to figure out how Master Brandenburg developed its contacts, how he moved in certain circles and ...”.
“And?”.
“Nothing, Angelo, I’ll hear from those who knew him ... is everything clear to everyone?”.
This time there was no need for confirmation and the commissioner was left alone soon after. As soon as this happened, Germano began to write down in his notebook both the addresses and the phone numbers of the places he was going to visit soon.
The cultural center, the first one on the list that the commissioner had drawn up himself, was in one of the streets that bordered the old town center of Frascati; it was not difficult to find it, following the directions that the commissioner had shortly before received by the Director of the Institute. He almost unconsciously found himself in front of the building in which cultural activities took place.
The director, shortly before, had been very vague about the activities that he himself had been called to preside, and the commissioner became more and more curious about them.
The cultural center occupied the entire first floor of the building in nineteenth-century style that dominated the central square of Frascati. Germano tried to give a look around when he went in but he couldn’t; Enrico Angelini, the director, received him and took him immediately to his office, which was, unfortunately, near the front door and this didn’t allow the commissioner to continue further in his personal reconnaissance.
Mr. Angelini, about six feet tall and with a big mustache that reminded the policemen of the past, soon showed himself very friendly, inviting the commissioner to sit down and have a coffee.
Germano immediately understood that the man in front of him, was in the fact studying him; indeed he knew there was the possibility that Angelini had not believed that such a meeting was due to the death of Master Brandenburg, and now wanted to understand what Germano had really come to do.
The commissioner then tried to go straight to the point, asking the personal opinion of the director on the figure of the Master.
“You see, Commissioner ... Brandenburg came here three or four times a year ... and it’s not that there was a very thorough knowledge between us; for all I know, I can only say he was a good person”.
“Yes ... specifically, what the Master came here to do?”.
“More than anything else, he was invited to attend the award ceremonies; the guys
After Piazza’s monologue, there were a few seconds where no one spoke; it was the commissioner to take the decision to speak first.
“Well, then we'll move this way, you, Piazza and Venditti will work on this plate, call the DMV and try to find out how many of these scooters Aprilia are actually around here; focus only on the area surrounding Rome, its province, and only if you see that the results do not satisfy you, widen the search to the entire city of Rome, then ...”.
“How could we do that, I mean ...”.
“Make a phone call to the traffic police and ask them for support for this type of investigation, I don’t know, probably the first thing you might do is to see if the owners use to pay stamp duty and insurance or do not, this should already be an indication of use of the vehicle; however this is just an idea, ask them for suggestions”.
“Okay, Commissioner”.
“Di Girolamo, you will work on Valentina, pick up all her letters, remember what we said, okay? Let’s do the same thing with the other girl, Angelo, the more passionate one, maybe too much passionate. Everything’s clear?”.
The four answered almost in unison, some with affirmative nods of the head and others in words. Although everything seemed really planned, something was still missing. Germano took the floor again.
“About me ... I will visit the cultural center first, and then the orphanage and the music club, I need to figure out how Master Brandenburg developed its contacts, how he moved in certain circles and ...”.
“And?”.
“Nothing, Angelo, I’ll hear from those who knew him ... is everything clear to everyone?”.
This time there was no need for confirmation and the commissioner was left alone soon after. As soon as this happened, Germano began to write down in his notebook both the addresses and the phone numbers of the places he was going to visit soon.
The cultural center, the first one on the list that the commissioner had drawn up himself, was in one of the streets that bordered the old town center of Frascati; it was not difficult to find it, following the directions that the commissioner had shortly before received by the Director of the Institute. He almost unconsciously found himself in front of the building in which cultural activities took place.
The director, shortly before, had been very vague about the activities that he himself had been called to preside, and the commissioner became more and more curious about them.
The cultural center occupied the entire first floor of the building in nineteenth-century style that dominated the central square of Frascati. Germano tried to give a look around when he went in but he couldn’t; Enrico Angelini, the director, received him and took him immediately to his office, which was, unfortunately, near the front door and this didn’t allow the commissioner to continue further in his personal reconnaissance.
Mr. Angelini, about six feet tall and with a big mustache that reminded the policemen of the past, soon showed himself very friendly, inviting the commissioner to sit down and have a coffee.
Germano immediately understood that the man in front of him, was in the fact studying him; indeed he knew there was the possibility that Angelini had not believed that such a meeting was due to the death of Master Brandenburg, and now wanted to understand what Germano had really come to do.
The commissioner then tried to go straight to the point, asking the personal opinion of the director on the figure of the Master.
“You see, Commissioner ... Brandenburg came here three or four times a year ... and it’s not that there was a very thorough knowledge between us; for all I know, I can only say he was a good person”.
“Yes ... specifically, what the Master came here to do?”.
“More than anything else, he was invited to attend the award ceremonies; the guys
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