PROLOGUE
The voice of the commander of the aircraft which warned passengers of the impending landing brought me back to reality. In this hour's flight from Ancona to Genoa, my mind had been engaged by a whirlwind of thoughts so many things had happened in those last days, and my life was at a turning point. I was thinking about my past and I thought about my future. Finally, an important task: Dr. Ruggeri was named commissioner in Imperia. I did not believe that this appointment came so soon. The years to make the head of the Group Cinofilo State Police at the Raffaello Sanzio airport in Ancona were exciting, because I had the opportunity to do a job I had always enjoyed from an early age, working and training dogs for Police and sniffer dogs to search for those under the rubble, those riot dogs to search for tracks and missing persons. On the other hand, in addition to doing a job that I loved, I had even had time to devote to the study and finally graduated in Law, Criminology and thus hope to specialize in nell'agognato career advancement. What is certain is that the passion for the dogs I would never have abandoned the passion I had been sent by my cousin veterinarian, Stephen, now fifty medical director of the Veterinary Clinic "Aesis. Stephen was always my secret love, ever since I was girl: second cousin, twelve years older than me, had always exercised a great fascination for me. I remember vividly that day in August of 25 years ago. I was a little more than a child, I had the seventh grade and I still had to make thirteen, as he had just graduated in Veterinary Medicine in Perugia. In those days I was on vacation with my family, dad, mom and my two twin brothers, Alfonso and Stella were a few days in a beautiful location of the Sibillini Mountains, 1400 meters, where we had placed with the new trailer tent purchased by my father who was a fan of alternative accommodation and there would never have taken on holiday at the hotel even dead. The twins they were conceived by my parents in a tragic domestic accident in which he had killed another brother who was named as the new brother Alfonso and whose death my father had always felt responsible, up to the depression which would have led to suicide by a few years later. In short, adolescence is a bit 'messed up my! My family were very close to Stephen: Stephen had a brother and two sisters all younger than him, of which the smallest was my age, and often we were all together. That day had arrived early in the morning in his car with her two sisters and his mother to spend the day with us in August. It was a wonderful day, calm, clear, without a cloud in the sky: the brisk mountain air inspired a good walk and we decided to go to a shelter in an hour and a half walk away, from where, with another half-hour rather difficult climb could reach a peak called Pizzo Tre Vescovi. All the way I ignored my cousin the same age to try to stay as close as possible to Stephen and to chat with him: I did tell the University, its current and future projects, how and why he recently left his girlfriend which had been together for over five years. Stephen and I were the ones most passionate about the mountains and more hardened to physical labor, so when arrived at the shelter, while others decided to rest and devote himself to collecting blueberries and raspberries, he and I decided to extend the hike to the summit. My father told me that they would have waited for lunch to the field within each: with a gesture a bit 'childish, but targeted, I took Stephen's hand and walked with him on the trail steep and challenging. The show at the top repaid the effort made to get there: on a day so clear you could run the gaze westward from the mountains of Umbria to the Adriatic Sea to the east, from the mountains to the north of Pesaro massive silhouette of Mount Carrier south, which precluded to cast our eyes to the mountains of Laga and Abruzzo. I looked at the view and watching the beautiful green eyes of Stephen, who spoke to me, pointing to the names of various mountains that could riconoscre. The more I looked at him and heard him speak more and more I felt a great attraction to him: he had a pleasant face, adorned with a light beard, his hair thick and dark green eyes and two that I liked tremendously. Being little more than a child, I did not know exactly what it meant to fall in love, but in those moments I realized that I was experiencing new sensations: that I were falling in love? Going back more amenities and talking to the rest of the company, just in time for the spaghetti that had made my mother very good amatriciana, accompanied by grilled sausages and desserts like raspberry crops by brothers and cousins \u200b\u200bduring the trip. At the end of the meal I suggested to Stephen to go to a nearby clearing to lie down and get some 'of the sun and took a blanket and drove about two hundred meters from the field, out of sight of others. I took off my shirt and jeans and was left with a pink bikini, barely enough to cover my breasts still quite immature, he stood bare-chested and we lay down on the blanket next to each other, enjoying the afternoon sun warmed the our skin. I turned toward him and pressed my small breasts against his chest while he looked at me quizzically, I said: "Teach me how to kiss a boy!" my face and went to his half-closed eyes. I felt his lips join to mine and her tongue entered my mouth for a fleeting exploration: I was instinctively roll my tongue around his. I was in ecstasy I was feeling sensations never felt before, my nipples were swelling the genital area and felt my pulse, a slight trickle of liquid which I did not understand the nature fell to slightly wet. I do not know how long it lasted, I think a few moments, when Stephen realized he stopped what he was doing, albeit slowly and reluctantly I think, I walked away and said: "Catherine is not a possible thing between us, I should not let me go. You're a very pretty girl and become a beautiful woman, you have two beautiful blue eyes that stand out even more under that helmet hair died. Will have no difficulty in finding a nice guy for you: I have seen you since you were in bands and I assure you that I love so well, but as a sister! And then twelve years is a chasm of difference: you are little more than a little girl and I'm already a man about ready to get married. However, to leave in September to begin specializing in small animals in Pisa and I'll be away for two years, I guarantee you'll write and I'll get my address. My friendship and my love for you will always be there, but now consider the incident as a game and not talk about it anymore. "Blushing, I nodded my head, but that kiss would have remained in my mind and my heart like better than anybody had given me: and anyway, how he was sweating and you could see that bulge on his pants and I had never seen before, I realized that was not something that had left him indifferent. At that time there were no cell phones, and the contacts they could just keep writing letters and cards via landlines: so for some years the relationship with Stefano were sporadic and only two years after I was able to spend some time with him. I had finished the first year of the Technical Women and had been promoted with good grades, but the summer promised to be dull and without much prospect of holidays, as in family disputes between my lamps and my mother were always more frequent and also my father was going to increasingly frequent bouts of depression. It was a hot July day when my mother called me, telling me that my cousin Stephen was on the phone that he wanted to talk to me and I rushed to the unit with my heart in my throat. "Hello, Catherine: I did the analysis of the second year of specialization and I have a few days off before starting the two-month internship in the university clinic, then in October I will present my thesis Specialization, so for me it promises to be a 'pretty busy summer, why not join me here in Pisa and take a nice stroll in Tuscany Beautiful vacanzetta will definitely be good for both of you to distract a bit' by your family situation, and to me a few days to rest from the labors of the study, "I asked my permission, which made no problem, because they trusted blindly Stephen, took the train and reached Pisa. I found waiting in the lobby Stefano Station: I kindly took the bag and went to his car, a Citroen 2CV, with which we filmed in Tuscany in the following days, staying in hostels or hosted by his friends met at the University. We visited the beautiful cities: Pisa same, San Gimignano, Siena, Arezzo, we took an excursion in the Tuscan-Emilian (not to forget our love for the mountains) and eventually came to Florence, where we hosted his brother, who was a member of Architecture, but did everything except studying. Last night, after dinner, we took a walk to Florence was hot and I was pretty tired. We walked on the river bank until you reach Ponte Vecchio was a wonderful evening, the nearly full moon in the sky reflected on the river and the show was really romantic. Taking advantage of the fatigue, I leaned to him, put his arm around his neck: he, in response gently took my hand was over his shoulder, stroking a bit 'and girded my loins with the other arm. We were so in silence, neighbors and hugging, looking at the Florentine landscape. I was expecting a kiss, but this time Stephen had no the courage to give me: I wish this moment would never end, I wanted to stay there forever. But the next morning he drove me to the station Stephen of Florence, take the train back. The short vacation was over, but I still thought to embrace the previous night and still felt his hand touched mine and my heart was filled with joy as I was in love! But when I got home, I found my father and mother were arguing furiously and this turned out all the poetry that was created inside me. How, I thought that two people who have loved ones who have shared their lives for over twenty years, come to be so? I decided that surely the marriage was not for me!
I had almost 19 years when, in a warm start to autumn, my father killed himself by shooting a shot in the head with a pistol he treasured and that I did not even know existed. His life was marred by the tragedy occurred about twelve years ago when my brother was killed about 3 years, my father liked to cook on Sunday, preparing the coals in the fireplace and cooked us all, kebabs, sausages, Vegetables au gratin, grilled chicken. That day had started the fire and prepared the grill on the table: Alfonso took to the gridiron game and ran around the room with that object in his hand. Seeking to avert a danger, my father ran after him, he tripped and fell to the floor, the grate flew through the air and fell onto the neck of the poor little brother, a metal found just the space between two cervical vertebrae, putting in the spinal cord and causing the immediate death of the child. My father never said no peace for this episode, along with my mother decided to take another child to compensate for the loss and the twins were born. The fact that the male Alfonso call again maybe it was a brilliant idea, because every time my pronounced his name came back to mind the tragedy. Over time, I heard my parents arguing more and more frequently: every time my mother made him weigh its responsibility for the death of a child, so my father went encounter with depression, began psychotherapy sessions, the therapist and the soffit of drugs eventually came to suicide. I felt that strange loud noise coming from his studio and, not realizing what it was, I ran into the room of my father with a bad feeling and saw him slumped on his desk: beside him with a terse note saying "forgive me". I could not shed a tear, not even my mother did not seem too regrets, perhaps took it as a liberation. The fact is that I needed at that time to speak with someone who understood me. Stephen had opened four years now a small clinic in the suburbs and had already made a good name as a veterinarian in the area: I went there to closing time and waited patiently to come out the last customer. Only in his arms I finally managed to give vent to all my tears, he left me to do, holding me and hugged gently caressing her hair. When the tears ran out, I realized that my makeup with tears had completely moved on his clean white coat, forming a beautiful purple stain, but it seemed that this does not worry him. I told him: "I have suffered too much in recent years, I have seen too much evil around me and I would like to rectify trying to do a job that serves the same time someone can give me personal satisfaction. Give me some advice!" He smiled at me and ended up drying my tears with a very sweet gesture: "Have you recently graduated with honors Women Technical Institute with address Social Sciences, you have a good Acquaintances of psychology and sociology, plus I love animals, dogs in particular. One of my client, who is in police superintendent, told me just a few days ago that is working on a project to create a dog-loving group of State Police by the Police employee of Ancona and, pending they get the funds and equipment, awarded by a German Shepherd use as a drug dog to the port of Ancona. Why not try a career in the Police? I see you well, then once it comes you can certainly rely on the quality of your expert Dog: I'm here and I'll help you whenever you need it! "At the time I was so stunned that I considered the idea a bit 'strange, but then, considering the fact that I thought was an appropriate way to marriage, given the bad experience that of my parents, I found myself in a few days after police in Ancona to complete the application to enter the State Police.
's career was not easy as I thought. He spent a bit 'of time before they call me and in the meantime I had enrolled in the Faculty of Law in Macerata, enthusiasm for everything to do with criminology. I did not even have time to do an exam, because I called each entare for the training school State Police in Rome in those days there were not many women who decided to make a career in the police. The school had a period of one year and it was really hard, but I discerned either in the training of defense personnel, both in working with dogs. At the shooting range I was one of the best, but who saw me working with dogs, whether they were drugs, whether they were riot, and those who were trained to attack and defense, and I could tell that the dog was leading senbravamo for working together as a whole. Clearly, in the midst of all these men, do not tell you what and how many were the comments about my appearance! I left the training school with the title agent chosen and I was assigned to the Police Ancona. Once there, it seemed that no one gives something of my ability and my skills with the dogs for a long time I worked on board flying through the streets of the city, to make checkpoints and arresting drunks, drug addicts and prostitutes. All in all the work that was not what I expected, also when I finished the round I was so exhausted that it was impossible to get back on the books to study and do some tests at the University. But continued vigilance: looking for a chance to prove to my superiors my true abilities. After a couple of years of service to the advancement superintendent was automatic and I was able to partner with fellow inspectors in some investigation. On the other Moreover, the idea of \u200b\u200bthe dog ventilated employee of Ancona by the Police had been monopolized by a colleague, Superintendent Carli, seconded to the Port, where the latter was his pigs comfortable, making sniffing German shepherd assigned to the only few tourists way and someone pulling out a few grams of drugs from his underwear. But the real drug, one that we knew to pass through the port of Ancona pounds, he could not discover it.
Finally the break came: along with the inspector Ennio Santinelli, a guy, but lacking that extra something that serves to distinguish themselves from others, we were investigating the trafficking of stolen dogs, which we ended up abroad, after being "cleaned" of any tattoo: according to him were mostly hunting dogs, which then had a market in Greece, Albania and Turkey. To me there was something else, also because often it was dogs and mongrels of all ages, even old enough, I had asked Stephen to him as what the Vet did not fit: "If you want to make money on international trade of dogs or hunting dogs are of high pedigree and young people, or dogs are trained for combat. Here's something that does not lead, "he said on the phone. One morning in March received a fax from animal rights association Greek: it was reported that embarked on a truck to Patras aboard a ferry for Ancona and that officially was to transport horses, horses in the middle of a hundred dogs were transported in inhumane conditions. The superintendent Carli was on duty that day and the inspector was a little Santinelli 'reluctant to go to the port, either by the bitter cold that morning, either because they did not want to invade the field of colleague. "I do not think that what interests us much" Santinelli said "you go, Cathy, have a look and if you feel you need to take the public veterinary services." When I arrived at the quay where the ferry was docked from Greece, there was a nice hustle and bustle of animal rights activists, who called for the immediate seizure of the animals. On the other hand, the captain of the ferry that relied on the ship, as by international conventions, the Italian authorities could not intervene and he had received a message by Greek not to land the shooting, which was to go back to Patras. All this made me sniff that there had to be in something big, I asked the documents of the shooting, the travel plan and the documents accompanying the animals. The truck, tractor and trailer, was from Turkey and had as its final destination Hannover: the transport documents showing that he had to transport horses for slaughter only. Trying to make myself understood in English from the driver greek, I managed to steal the information carrying even a dog in the middle of the horse: he showed me some health certificates showing vaccination against rabies and other vaccinations, but written in greek told me very little. The driver claimed that there were about forty dogs on board, while in the fax that had arrived in the central animal there reported at least a hundred. I wanted to land the truck to check it carefully and calmly, but the Captain of the ship continued to oppose: I needed un'escamotage. I picked up the phone and, although at that time the mobile charges were still very salty, I called Stephanie, who gave me a good tip: "If animals are traveling more than 24 hours, for their welfare and for existing international law, must be watered, fed and rested: So payable on the captain and you land the shooting. You'll see that the type can not refuse, under pain of losing her good job! "The captain threatened that he would officially protested but eventually he landed the truck: inside there were a few horses and many dogs. I called immediately ' Santinelli inspector and the magistrate on duty, because I intended to put the entire load of impounded animals: overcoming reluctance and fellow judges, who were really worried, because it would have to find a place to settle in properly all these animals, I got what I wanted. When I was able to control these dogs, 102 final appeal, what is most striking is that they were all medium-sized dogs, all mixed race and had the muscles of the rump rather prominent: "Why not - I thought to myself - have found a way to smuggle something surgically inserting beneath the skin of these poor animals! But how do I explain to my superiors? ". With the invaluable help of his cousin Vet, I place the horses in a barn of a friend and dog kennels in a beautiful modern and just finished building, which he followed from the point of view of health. The shelter was equipped with a fully-equipped infirmary, where Stephen ran the first aid to injured dogs, was also included ultrasound, more than anything else to diagnose pregnancies hosted on bitches. If we wanted to find something, you had to do it fast, because they were already moving lawyers internationally renowned for the release from seizure of animals, and this increase was even more my suspicions that something was really interesting without it, Mr Carli was doing fire and flames because we had invaded the land of his expertise and knowledge relevant Type boasted the highest levels, even to the Ministry of Interior. "We try to do some ultrasound to the backs of these dogs." Stephen said, while stroking the head of one of those funny little creatures. Toso not just the hair of the dog first, you noticed that the animal had a perfectly linear scar on each of two opposite sides of the lumbar spine: "I am perfect scars, surgical incisions do not appear because there are no signs of cross stitches, but if one knows how well the craft, making a particular suture under the skin, you get these kind of aesthetic scars. I myself do not know any better. " Then she put the ultrasound probe on the part: "There is a really unusual density of the subcutaneous tissue disorders: I would say to bring some of these dogs in the operating room and see what's underneath these cuts." Put the dog under anesthesia he had at hand, surgically prepared for the part and cut just above the scar: dirty blood, pulled out a sealed envelope clearly showed that transparency in a white powder, which certainly was neither flour nor sugar: Drugs, of course. " I watched "In all probability, cocaine or heroin from Afghanistan and destined to Germany through Turkey, Greece and Italy: they have invented a neat trick, but I think I know someone suggested it to him. I just feel sniffer dogs the smell of their peers and other drugs in customs is not certain discovery. The surgery is performed at a work of art at the start, waiting for the wounds cicatrizzino and animal fur growing back, but then they probably arrive animals are slaughtered, probably killed, to bring out the precious contents. A real mess! "I informed immediately of the discovery, the magistrate, who arranged that the animals were operated in a safe, removing the drug content, and then they were made back in perfect shape to be entrusted to persons of good heart. Stefano in his Clinical got busy almost night and day to make all the dogs, allowing himself a few hours of rest and knowing that probably nobody would have paid for that work: but let me make a good impression would do this and more. In the end there ended up with 204 bags of half a kilogram each, the content of the scientific laboratory confirmed to be pure heroin: a value of about then the one hundred and thirty billion lire (about 60 million euros). We also found that the superintendent was among Carli up to his neck and was arrested for aiding and abetting. At that point the investigation was passing responsibility for Interpol, he would try to uncover the smuggling ring from elements that far discovered.
few days later, the Chief called me into his office to make me his congratulations: "Congratulations, Ruggeri, thanks to her intuition, we did a great job and the Ministry have complimented us, I have already signed the proposal for the his preferment of a Chief Inspector. We also found that Carli was doing everything to cover up the proposals and the funds came for the project by the Ministry of the dog. Now that Carli is gone, I will propose that the responsibility for the project to move directly under his direction, may dispose of the funds as it sees fit, to choose how to build the structure, but also point to the dogs and men. For my part, the proposal is to leave the door completely to the Guardia di Finanza, which already controls the customs service, while we reserve a space at the airport Raffaello Sanzio, in the year 2000 will be improved and we could fall within the project to upgrade itself. What do you say? " 
" Thank you, Doctor, but I do not deserve this, "I said shyly, looking down, "I've only done my duty!"
" Thank you, Doctor, but I do not deserve this, "I said shyly, looking down, "I've only done my duty!" "Come on, no false modesty! And then there's more: first, the next day will convene a press conference and she will respond to reporters about how he conducted the operation. Second, Saturday night invited to dinner at my house: my wife is an excellent cook and I do not accept waste! " Having experienced the glories of news and conquered the front pages of at least two local newspapers, I prepared for dinner at the home of Quaestor, which frankly worried me more than answering reporters. The commissioner, the nearly sixty Dr. Ianniello, lived in a villa outside Ancona, on a hill overlooking the town. A handsome pair Doberman by shiny hair came up to me as soon as I showed up at the gate: I did some compliments to the dogs and two strokes conquered their sympathy. "It 's rare to see a person with a feeling so deep for the dogs: I really believe that she will continue her new role very well." He introduced me to his wife, a woman a couple of years younger than him, which underwent a recent burst of jealousy towards me in the eyes. I've always been a seemingly shy person, but when I say something I do not have brakes on the tongue, so on this occasion I went with one of my characters, to say the least insolent: "Do not worry, lady, not her husband will undermine , either now or ever: it has the right age to be my father and I do not think he wanted to be his mistress. "I thought that sentence would have been my downfall, but the two laughed and invited me to sit at the table: from that day I was treated by the two, who had not had children, as their adopted daughter.
It took at least another two years to build up the dog-loving detachment at the airport Raffaello Sanzio. We took a piece of land that had been pertaining to the Air Force, who was sbaraccare completely to make way for civilian airport. Since I had carte blanche to build the settlement did exactly as I had in mind: twelve boxes closed on three sides of a wide range of training. The fourth side was occupied by the building services, converted from an old building used the Air: the ground floor I did achieve a fully equipped first aid for dogs, complete with X-ray unit, ultrasound machine, supplied medicines cabinet, as well as a room Surgical emergency interventions, and then there were a couple of rooms for the administrative formalities, and upstairs I did get the accommodation for me, one bedroom, one bathroom and a small kitchen. He had no intention to dedicate myself full time, but III & IV in my work, even in light of the fact that I was increasingly convinced that I never linked to a man.
The dogs went to them to choose dog-loving person in the center of the State Police in Nettuno, near Rome, where I had at the time the training course, and in that of the Guardia di Finanza in Castiglione del Lago on Lake Trasimeno. I highly trained dogs and wanted to cover all specialties possible: I chose two German Shepherds as sniffer dogs, two other pastors, supported by a Rottweiler dog as riot control, to search for people under the rubble and buried by avalanches and landslides, and then intended for emergency civil protection, I chose a pair of Labrador Retriever and Samoyed, like dogs for the detection of explosives, two Weimaraner, another German Shepherd, a large male, was chosen for the attack and defense. A I left the box blank for any other specialties was later occupied by my Springer Spaniel, Fury, absolutely denied a dog for hunting, but an exceptional sense of smell, able to follow a track and find missing people only from a simple object that belonged to those who were traced. But Fury would come several years after the beginning of the detachment.
The Questor had given me the personal freedom of choice also, and I chose one of the most valuable men in the State Police force in the various provinces of the Marche: every man was associated with a dog, his handler, so should not only be experienced in the same discipline that was intended for the animal, But it must have the patience to train and treat your dog like a son or a part of himself. I had some doubts in the Inspector Santinelli propose to be my vice: there is usually some difficulty to agree to be subordinate to a person of which one was better, but willingly accepted the Inspector, either for its passion for dogs, perhaps you want a passion for me, but I never shared.
early summer of 1997 we were finally ready to go. The inauguration of the detachment occurred in the presence of important authorities: there were the Prefect, the Mayors of Ancona and Falconara Marittima, various officials of the Ministry of Interior. At the end of our demonstration of working with dogs, in search of simulated actions of drugs, explosives and targeted action to stop the criminals, the day ended with a stunning display of Tricolor Arrows. To my regret, the only sad note of the day, I learned that this was the last public event in which it participated the Quaestor Ianniello, who was nearing retirement.
Thus, even 26 years, I had a responsible position and to my great satisfaction, certainly the support of Stephen, both as a doctor of our dogs, and as usual my friend, never wavered. All dogs that had worked very well chosen, and the only regret that I had was the Rottweiler. Stefano I had warned: "To curb the crowd, the fans in the stadium or demonstrators in the square, you need to do dogs that scene that inspires fear in those who have overlooked, but not cause injury. The Rottweiler is a traitor looks like a good-natured, there is good and sat looking at you, it seems not even care about you, but as he happens to throw, not even warn you with a snarl, is capable of eaten alive. The strength of his jaw is greater than than any other breed of dogs, measured with the dynamometer, the strength of its bite comes to 230 kg, compared to 80 Kg and 120 Kg of the German Shepherd of the Neapolitan Mastiff. Virtually a war machine: you do not trust him! " . To my regret, after Thor, that was the name he had given, he made some bad joke in training against his tenant, had to decide to reform. Usually a dog is reformed at the end of his career, because it's too old to perform its functions: in most cases, the tenant, who now has a special relationship with the dog, adopt it and keeps it at home in view of the fact that it is an animal that has a few more years of life ahead of him. If not reformed the dog is subjected to euthanasia, because it is unthinkable that so trained dogs to end up in the hands of trusted people, perhaps even those of criminals who until a few days first helped us to fight. I knew that the end of Thor would be lethal injection and could not give me peace, but watched his lead with his arm still bandaged and I could not quite take the responsibility that to happen again. Thor was soon replaced by another German Shepherd, this time chosen by me in a holding room: I would have pulled up a puppy and I trained myself until ready to assign it to a conductor.
Apart from the unfortunate episode of Thor, the days passed quickly. Every day, the team was at least 2 or 3 hours of training, then there were the services: the drug control at customs airport, the services at fairs and markets to catch any pickpockets or dealers of drugs of various kinds, sometimes also called us in distant places for civil protection interventions, in the event of earthquakes or other natural disasters, to recover any survivors buried under the rubble, at other times were called to search for missing persons in the mountains, not only during landslides or avalanches, but maybe just because they were lost during a hike. The fame of my team greatly exceeded the boundaries of Marches and often services were called for too distant from our base. Actually I noticed that we were missing a dog who could sniff out a trail, follow the tracks, in fact help the police in an investigation, as well as in action. One day the Inspector Santinelli, who was also a hunter, brought a Springer Spaniel puppy, son of a bitch her: "I tried this dog has an excellent smell, but has a big drawback, is afraid of the shots, so I can not take it out hunting . You, Catherine, you do not have a dog of your own: it has six months, is a male, is in perfect health, regularly vaccinated and I called Rage, it never stands still, it's an earthquake. Keep you: I'm sure with your skills will make this dog a real phenomenon. " I accepted the challenge and I arranged Fury in the one box that was left it dry, I knew that working with a dog so it would not be easy, but after a few months I was able to dominate the exuberance of Fury, I had been taught to obey commands with simple, she had learned very early on because he was a very intelligent animal, after which I spent working on his nose. I did visit Fury by Stephen, who confirmed that it was a dog in good shape, resistant to physical fatigue and excellent smell, "You'll see, will give you enormous satisfaction! This must be the your dog, do not trust anyone else and you'll see sample that'll pull out. " Fury and actually gave me great satisfaction and I would not separate for any reason. One day we were called to the Monte Cucco, a mountain of the Umbria-Marche, among other famous for its caves, a group of cave explorers had ventured into a yet unexplored cave, but while they were in a landslide had surprised them and had divided the group into two. The three men who had managed to escape were worried about the other two, who were trapped by the landslide, they had heard their voices and they realized that one of them, who then was the son of one of those who were outside, he was with his leg trapped under a large boulder. I arrived on site with Fury and, realizing that to excavate the debris of the landslide it would take too long and that life was in danger of the two, I hoped that, as often happens, the cave had another opening, perhaps hidden. I asked the three cavers who were there if they had something belonging to the two who remained under: "This scarf was around the neck of my son: I've spent a few moments before the tragedy because he was doing it to sweat." I did smell a fury, like a bolt of lightning began to climb the ridge of the mountain, making me do a damned hard to keep up. At a certain point, slipped in among the bushes and returned out of breath: her mouth took my arm and led me in the middle of those bushes, until I felt a current of fresh air investing. Scostai some 'branches and saw the opening: Fury barking and I slipped inside, turned on a flashlight that I had with me, I had to struggle hard to squeeze into that tight hole. The other rescuers, who understood, We were reaching: they tried to open a bit 'more open to dive with the right equipment to rescue the two young cavers. Fury and I reached the two boys, who were truly desperate, comforted them until the others came, which removes the debris, cleared the boy's leg was stuck and put him on a stretcher to take him outside. This was the first episode in which Fury demonstrated his ability, but this was followed by many others and also to him, besides me, were often dedicated to news articles in newspapers.
Certainly, after several years of intense work, the team was trained and efficient so that I could afford some personal space and so I began to attend the Faculty of Law in Macerata. I knew that I could aspire to a degree with a major career, but that was not what drove me to study, but my innate passion for criminology, which was second only to that for dogs.
I fell in love in particular crimes committed by followers of seven so-called esoteric: starting from the episode of "Beasts of Satan" which occurred a few years earlier, in which the fools, for the murder of a cover girl and misled the investigation, had staged black masses and satanic rituals, I began to study the true esoteric sect, and tried to dig deep to get to their origins, which were lost in time, to understand what lay behind their rituals and what crimes they had spotted in a remote past that is coming their followers. In Italy, Liguria was indeed the place where it was said that some followers to get together and practiced their rituals in secret, sometimes cha included sacrifices of animals or people. The Inquisition had fought the seven submitted to the XVII century, condemning to death the followers on charges of heresy or witchcraft. All this fascinated me particularly well with my thesis on "esoteric sects and crimes perpetrated by their followers" in July 2008 I graduated with honors, a nice 110 and Praise: there were even complimented by the Board of Examiners for as I was unable to explain clearly a thorny topic. Perhaps for these my studies, even after a year I was called to fill the post of Commissioner of Police in the District of Imperia, in the very area where I knew there still intense activity linked to the seven: a pair of journalists from a known monthly national circulation, which had come to realize Triora for an article on the esoteric, witches, Sabbath and so on, had disappeared without trace a few years before both police and Carabinieri who were unable to solve the mystery. More recently it was also denounced the disappearance of a 20 year old girl, who had moved away from his home in Abruzzo to go Triora and they had completely lost the tracks, so they needed someone who knew thoroughly the matter and would conduct more thorough investigations than had been done since then.
The appointment letter came in the first days of June and took me by surprise: I expected so a career, but I did not expect a destination so far. I was very torn: to stay and work with my dogs and my men or taking that next step? I did not know whom to ask advice: Inspector Santinelli? I would certainly have told him to go, because my place was to become her! Stephen A? I would definitely say to stay, because he would miss me too much, so far. No, the decision was mine alone: \u200b\u200bI would choose to go, I felt that now, after more than 10 years of service to dog lovers Detachment was time to make a change in my life, to fly even higher, and I felt ready. But there were a few things that in my mind and I had to define: first, Fury I would surely follow, I would absolutely not let anyone else, but I did not like the idea of \u200b\u200btraveling to follow me into the hold of a plane, so I had to arrange a separate trip for him, possibly using the van of the police dog. The other thing I wanted to settle related Stefano: I was an adult, no longer a child nor a girl, but a woman ready to face a very important commitment. It was right then that even the love affairs were settled, before leaving for a destination so far: If I had not had the courage to do so far, now it was time. Over the years I had been in police, Stefano was married and had two children with a woman who certainly did not deserve, that I was extremely unpleasant, for what little I had known: he wanted to drive a stick, imposing on his character that seemed so sweet and docile, but who always aspired to freedom and independence. After ten years of marriage, divorce is inevitable: taking a cue from an escapade with a young colleague of Stephen, his wife said the charge separation and left him practically in their underwear, making assign the marital home, custody of children and more than cogruo monthly allowance. Surely he had not lost his nerve: he restored the veterinary clinic in which he had invested so much over time, deriving a bedroom with attached bathroom and under the pretext of ensuring the emergency room at night, it was placed there in the final . His clinic was now a beautiful facility, as there are few in our area: a restored farmhouse, not far from the town, with a green surrounding in which they were made of boxes, some in an outdoor area shaded by trees, others completely closed, for the housing of animals in therapy. On the ground floor there were two waiting rooms, from which access to the halls or visiting the surgical ward, the basement had been made a department of diagnostic radiology sections, ultrasound, endoscopy, MRI, and a well equipped laboratory analysis on the first floor administrative offices, a well stocked library scientific studies for physicians and ultimately the accommodation of the Medical Director. Several veterinarians and paramedics working in the clinic and at any time of day the activity was more intense, since the opening was at a lunch break. I went to the clinic with two days before the Fury I left on horseback lunch time: a young doctor greeted me up and with the head completely shaved, "Good morning, Doctor! What good wind? Problems with your dog?"
"No, but Fury will face a long journey to Liguria and would like to have it checked: She makes him a good cut and I'm going to confer with his boss?". He looked at me with a wink and looked me over from head to toe, noting my skimpy clothes, however, appropriate to the heat of those days in late June: "You go quiet, I think his dog, find him in the box at the gate when released, even to tell Stephen that provides I do not bother anyone until you will be in his study. "knew the road and went upstairs. I had thought of everything, down to the smallest details, yet I was so excited as I climbed the stairs and my heart was pounding. I wore a really skimpy red dress, supported by two spaghetti straps, that revealed my findings and left with his legs well above the knee and below wearing a pink bikini, all identical except in size, to what I had that famous August 25 years ago. glimpsed in Stephen his study, sitting at the desk and aim to study the medical records: the hair is still thick but now grizzled beard reduced to a thin silver wire coming down from the sideburns to surround the upper lips and chin, and the physical remains strong and dry made him a very charming man in my eyes. Since the upper floor there was no air-conditioning, wearing a white coat on bare skin and then white pants and clogs, as soon as I saw him sgardo rose above his reading glasses and asked me to enter. "Gee, Catherine today are truly amazing!" Did not give him time to finish the sentence, with a quick gesture of my hands slid along the arms of the dress straps, which instantly fell to my feet. I was there in front of him in that pink bikini which once made him dream: I was sure that he would not resist! He removed his glasses walked around the desk, closed the study door and walked over to me: "Catherine, you came to ask for professional advice or look for trouble?"
"Neither of these things have come to conclude a speech that we started 25 years ago in a mountaintop. That time you said that between a 13 year old girl and a boy of 25 was a gulf that could not be filled, and now I believe that the distances between a woman and a man aged 38 to 50 are not very meaningful and that two adults who have always been able to attract each other should not continue to hide behind a finger. And do not pull me out history that we are cousins \u200b\u200byour mother and father were cousins \u200b\u200bto each other and therefore in our DNA, there is very little in common ... " I did not have time to finish to deliver the entire speech I had prepared, as he joined her in my mouth and began kissing passionately while I unbuttoned his coat, he took my bra and, unable to detach their lips, their bodies closely intertwined, leads us to the bedroom to undress each other and we ended up building. How I gave up on the bed and felt the cool white sheets on the bare skin of my back, he started kissing my whole body, looking to stimulate the erogenous zones: I I returned with as many hugs and kisses. He dwelt on the very preliminary, do not know if I ever did it when he made love with a woman or because she was afraid if you wait to move to the point with me. The fact is that under the influence of kisses and caresses of those I had already reached a level of excitement that I had never experienced in my life: at one point, he set upon me and pushed the well-proportioned, now faster , now slower, sometimes interrupted and replaced by rotations of the pelvis, which excited me even more, I did get the pleasure. When you arrive at the height of excitement I felt, instinctively inarcai my back to receive more in-depth as possible, and his voice uttering a groan, a cry that I just could not hold back. There followed a series of gentle pampering with each other and whispered words, after which we began to make love: to stop and shoot, we were able to reach both the pleasure twice. When a ray of sun came to light the room, Stephen was still stroking my hair and kissing her cheeks, "This room is facing north and the sun comes here only in the late afternoon that these are the longest days of the year "he said," we spent almost the whole afternoon here: I never imagined such a thing with you. I love you I never loved like no other I love you, even if I never had the courage to say it. " "I love you too much, fell in love with you since I was a kid. But perhaps this love of ours is not intended to be lived." Although now I'm very sorry to tell you, because I wanted to stay forever near him, I had to give him the news of my departure: "The day after tomorrow I leave for Imperia: I was appointed Commissioner and that's my target!" Sighing, I hugged and kissed me even more so for the last time on the lips: "In short, seduced and abandoned. If I were not so, Catherine, have to invent. But that's why I've always liked: in the mouth Wolf! " "How long ago you said you, I'll get my address. The number of mobile phone you've got it already: I'm sure we'll hear often." The
ndomani I spent the Detachment: I spent the morning reviewing one after another all the boxes and said hello to my own way each of these wonderful animals. Sometimes I found the box next to the driver and took advantage of the meeting to tell everyone of my parting words of men and exchange a few words: we had lived side by side a long time and clearly everyone said that I would regret. When he finally came to the garage of Fury, which looked at me wagging his tail with the usual excitement, I opened it and I run around to be wonderful for training camp until he could no longer and, with his tongue lolling, panting and the saliva that dripped from his mouth, came to crouch beside me: He gave them more cuddles than usual and I whispered in 'ear "Old man, we should separate for a few day, but do not worry, I'll reach you soon in our new home. I could never do without you. "
Then came the moment of handing over to the Inspector Santinelli." It 's been a pleasure working with you, Catherine, for all this time. Too bad not giving me the chance to widen a bit 'more of our friendship ... "The fulminai immediately with her eyes, because I knew what he was getting at: the ridge down immediately and said,' Well, I wish you good luck . I know that whatever position filled, will surely give the best of yourself: you're an exceptional woman and a great cop! Farewell, rather soon, I hope! "We exchanged traditional kisses on the cheeks of ritual, after which I retired to my room to prepare for the luggage and finally clear my accommodation. At one point I could barely hold back a tear: he was just a phase of my life and I was about to begin another. "Nostalgia, regret: away, away, all the feelings that I have always thrown behind him," I said to myself "I must always look ahead: the past is past and the future is all ahead of us, all living, all day to savor after day. "
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