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〃Cut the bullshit。 Who brought it in？〃
〃A young boy named Carlo。〃
〃Did he leave the bracelet？〃
〃No； he took it with him。〃
〃What's Carlo's last name？〃
Gambino lifted a shoulder。
〃I don't know his last name。 He's one of the boys in the Diavoli Rossi。 That's one of our local gangs。 It's run by a kid named Lucca。〃
〃Do you know where we can find this Lucca？〃
Gambino hesitated。 If Lucca found out that he had talked； he would have his tongue cut out。
If he did not tell these men what they wanted to know； he would have his brains bashed in。
〃He lives on Via Sorcella； behind the Piazza Garibaldi。〃
〃Thank you； Mr。 Gambino。 You've been very helpful。〃
〃I'm always happy to cooperate withThe men were gone。
Lucca was in bed with his girlfriend when the two men shoved open the door to his apartment。 Lucca leapt out of bed。
〃What the hell is this？ Who are you？〃
One of the men pulled out his identification。 SIFAR！
Lucca swallowed。
〃Hey； I haven't done anything wrong。 I'm a law abiding citizen who…〃
〃We know that； Lucca。 We're not interested in you。 We're interested in a boy named Carlo。〃
Carlo。 So that's what this is about。 That fucking bracelet！ What the hell had Carlo gotten himself into？ SIFAR did not send men around looking for stolen jewelry。
〃Well…do you know him or don't you？〃
〃I might。〃
〃If you aren't sure； we'll refresh your memory down at headquarters。〃
〃Wait！ I do remember； now；〃 Lucca said。
〃You must mean Carlo Valli。 What about him？〃
〃We'd like to have a talk with him。 Where does he live？〃
Every member of the Diavoli Rossi had to swear a blood oath of loyalty； an oath that they would die before they would betray a fellow member。 That was what made the Diavoli Rossi such a great club。 They stuck together。 One for all and all for one。
〃Do you want to take that trip downtown？〃
〃What for？〃
Lucca shrugged。 He gave them Carlo's address。
Thirty minutes later； Pier op_ned tye door to find two strangers standing there。
〃Signorina Valli？〃
Trouble。
〃Yes。〃
〃May we e in？〃
She wanted to say no； but she did not dare。
〃Who are you？〃
One of the men pulled out a wallet and flashed an identification card。 SIFAR。 These were not the people she had made her deal with。
Pier felt a sense of panic that they were going to try to cheat her out of her reward。
〃What do you want with me？〃
〃We'd like to ask you a few questions。〃
〃Go ahead。 I have nothing to hide。〃 Thank God； Pier thought； Robert is out。 I can still negotiate。
〃You drove down from Rome yesterday； didn't you。〃 It was a statement。
〃Yes。 Is that against the law？ Was I speeding？〃
The man smiled。 It did nothing to change the expression on his face。
〃You had a panion with you？〃
Pier answered carefully。
〃Yes。〃
〃Who was he； signorina？〃
She shrugged。
〃Some man I picked up on the road。 He wanted a ride to Naples。〃
The second man asked； 〃Is he here with you now？〃
〃I don't know where he is。 I dropped him off when we got into town； and he disappeared。〃
〃Was your passenger's name Robert Bellamy？〃
She knitted her brow in concentration。
〃Bellamy？ I don't know。 I don't think he told me his name。〃
〃Oh； we think he did。 He picked you up on the Tor di Ounto； you spent the night with him at the L'Incrocio Hotel； and the next morning he bought you an emerald bracelet。 He sent you to some hotels with airline and train tickets； and you rented a car and came down to Naples； right？〃
They know everything。 Pier nodded； her eyes filled with fear。
〃Is your friend ing back； or has he left Naples？〃 She hesitated； deciding which was the best answer。 If she told them that Robert had left town； they would not believe her anyway。 They would wait here at the house； and when he turned up； they could accuse her of lying for him and hold her as an acplice。 She decided that the truth would serve her better。
〃He's ing back；〃 Pier said。
〃Soon？〃
〃I'm not sure。〃
〃Well； we'll just make ourselves fortable。 You don't mind if we look around； do you？〃
They opened their jackets； exposing their guns。
〃N…no。〃
They fanned out； moving through the house。 Mama walked in from the kitchen。
〃Who are these men？〃
〃They are friends of Mr。 Jones；〃 Pier said。
〃They have e to see him。〃
Mama beamed。
〃Such a nice man。 Would you like some lunch？〃
〃Sure； Mama；〃 one of the men said。
〃What are we having？〃
Pier's mind was in a turmoil。 I have to call Interpol again； she thought。 They said they would pay flfiy thousand dollars。 Meanwhile； she had to keep Robert away from the house until she could make arrangements to turn him in。 But how？ She suddenly remembered their conversation that morning。
〃If there's trouble you pull one shade down 。。。 to warn someone away。〃 The two men were seated at the dining room table eating a bowl of capellini。
〃It's too bright in here；〃 Pier said。 She rose and walked into the living room and pulled down the window shade。 Then she went back to the table。 I hope Robert remembers about the warning。
Robert was driving toward the house； reviewing his plan of escape。
It's not perfect； he thought； but at least it should get them off the trail long enough to buy me some time。 He was approaching the house。
As he neared it； he slowed down and looked around。 Everything appeared to be normal。 He would warn Pier to get out and then take off。 As Robert started to park in front of the house； something struck him as odd。 One of the front shades was down。 The others were up。 It was probably a coincidence； but still。。。 An alarm bell sounded。 Could Pier have taken his little game seriously？ Was it meant to be a warning of some kind？ Robert stepped on the accelerator and kept driving。 He could not afford to take any chances； no matter how remote。 He drove to a bar a mile away and went inside to use the telephone。
They were seated at the dining…room table when the telephone rang。
The men tensed。 One of them started to rise。
〃Would Bellamy be calling here？〃
Pier gave him a scornful look。
〃Of course not。 Why should he？〃
She rose and walked over to the telephone。 She picked up the receiver。
〃Hello？〃
〃Pier？ I saw the window shade and…〃 All she had to do was say that everything was all right； and he would e back to the house。 The men would arrest him； and she could demand her reward。 But would they merely arrest him？ She could hear Robert's voice； saying； 〃If the police find me； they have orders to kill me。〃 The men at the table were watching her。 There was so much she could do with fifty thousand dollars。 There were beautiful clothes to buy； cruises to take； a pretty little apartment in Rome。。。。 And Robert would be dead。 Besides； she hated the goddamned police。 Pier said into the telephone； 〃You have the wrong number。〃
Robert heard the click of the receiver and stood there； stunned。
She had believed the tall tales he had told her； and it had probably saved his life。 Bless her。 Robert turned the car a