Chapter 102.

By this time, he had his eyebrows arched at me but said nothing in a hurry.

After an understandable time frame had drifted by, he got ready for me.

"Santo, it's true that I don't trust the Polizia. It's very correct indeed. However, us getting an investigator involved, doesn't mean he's to be trusted a hundred percent either."

"Then why get one involved?"

Okay, I think my question was a dumbass one.

Common sense, Santo!

"Those people are skilled to do underground digging up of facts and stuff as well as knowing how to keep their mouth shut."

"So-"

"What I'm saying here is we don't need to tell him the actual truth that I am dead, and you are playing me."

"Ooh! That's a smart one then. So we'd just need to tell him that my life--actually your life feels threatened. Is that it?"

"Well, something along those lines should just about cut it."