Thursday, September 30, 2010
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
Monday, September 27, 2010
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A spettiamo contributi and accessions for the evening to be held at
Association "Social 100celle Laboratory (formerly Casale Falchetti)
Avenue Spring-319 (Rome)
Saturday, October 30 THE HOURS 20:00
TOWN WATER WELL
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
Ceramic Braces Drinks
movements for the two water fountains
Appeal of the movement for water
launched at the conclusion of the Assembly Florence, 18-19 September 2010
"The time is now. WHY YOU WRITE AND WATER LAW DEMOCRACY. "
We women and men of the local social movements, active citizenship, the world's secular and religious associations, social forces, trade unions and political world of education, research and 'University, the world of culture and art, the agricultural world, secular and religious communities
that in recent years and in all territories
• We have resisted the privatization of the water, because it removes the public a basic right to life;
• We have promoted and participated in the Italian Forum of Water Movements or in other locations, initiatives and actions, knowledge and socializing experiences, mutually reinforcing, expanding awareness and consensus;
• We have sponsored a bill with more than 400,000 signatures of citizens' initiative for ripubblicizzazione water and its participatory management;
• We have promoted regional mobilizations, national events and appointments International to reclaim what belongs to all, to secure to all and all a universal right to preserve a commons for future generations, to protect a key natural resource;
• We have launched a referendum campaign that ended with the extraordinary result of more than one million and four hundred thousand signatures ;
aware that
• The referendum opens a crucial season for the affirmation of the water and its common good governance and participatory
· the water battle is a battle with the thought of the single market and for a new idea of \u200b\u200bdemocracy;
· the privatization and commodification of water and service Water is incompatible with conservation of water resources, ecosystems and environment in general;
· a victory at the referendum next spring will open new hopes for a different economic and social model, based on the rights, property and participation in common direct people
we appeal to all women and men of this country
because, in recent months that the referendum will lead us to open a great season to raise social awareness about water, and is produced, each in its reality and with his abilities and potential, an extraordinary effort to communicate the importance of ongoing litigation and the need the involvement of the Italian people, in order to get the affirmation of the three referendum repeal.
All together, we can say the water as a common good, remove it from the logic of the market return to participatory management of local communities.
All together we are involved in the problem and we can become part of the solution.
The time is now. Why do you write and read water democracy.
Italian Forum of Water Movements
Organizing Committee of the referendum for public water
http://www.acquabenecomune.org/raccoltafirme/ 
Appeal of the movement for water
launched at the conclusion of the Assembly Florence, 18-19 September 2010
"The time is now. WHY YOU WRITE AND WATER LAW DEMOCRACY. "
We women and men of the local social movements, active citizenship, the world's secular and religious associations, social forces, trade unions and political world of education, research and 'University, the world of culture and art, the agricultural world, secular and religious communities
that in recent years and in all territories
• We have resisted the privatization of the water, because it removes the public a basic right to life;
• We have promoted and participated in the Italian Forum of Water Movements or in other locations, initiatives and actions, knowledge and socializing experiences, mutually reinforcing, expanding awareness and consensus;
• We have sponsored a bill with more than 400,000 signatures of citizens' initiative for ripubblicizzazione water and its participatory management;
• We have promoted regional mobilizations, national events and appointments International to reclaim what belongs to all, to secure to all and all a universal right to preserve a commons for future generations, to protect a key natural resource;
• We have launched a referendum campaign that ended with the extraordinary result of more than one million and four hundred thousand signatures ;
aware that
• The referendum opens a crucial season for the affirmation of the water and its common good governance and participatory
· the water battle is a battle with the thought of the single market and for a new idea of \u200b\u200bdemocracy;
· the privatization and commodification of water and service Water is incompatible with conservation of water resources, ecosystems and environment in general;
· a victory at the referendum next spring will open new hopes for a different economic and social model, based on the rights, property and participation in common direct people
we appeal to all women and men of this country
because, in recent months that the referendum will lead us to open a great season to raise social awareness about water, and is produced, each in its reality and with his abilities and potential, an extraordinary effort to communicate the importance of ongoing litigation and the need the involvement of the Italian people, in order to get the affirmation of the three referendum repeal.
All together, we can say the water as a common good, remove it from the logic of the market return to participatory management of local communities.
All together we are involved in the problem and we can become part of the solution.
The time is now. Why do you write and read water democracy.
Italian Forum of Water Movements
Organizing Committee of the referendum for public water
http://www.acquabenecomune.org/raccoltafirme/
Thursday, September 16, 2010
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
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fountains
Friday, 24/09/2010
from 20.00 at the Center for Elderly
"House of the Cultures and Generations"
being Isidoro Karachi (ROMA)
"Festival of Poetry and Water"
evening of poetry dedicated to the fountains in Rome that all affectionately call
Nasoni. Simon will be attending the evening Verrusio, Alicia Castagna, Marco Branca, Flavia Campana, Norma Coccia, Andrea D'Urso, Ramacciani Simonetta, Antonio Padula, Francesco Sirleto, Joseph Spinillo, Mara Drive. Do not miss a tasty space food and wine.
- at 20.00 you can have dinner with pizza and drinks.
- From 21.00: poetry reading.
Friday, 24/09/2010
from 20.00 at the Center for Elderly
"House of the Cultures and Generations"
being Isidoro Karachi (ROMA)
"Festival of Poetry and Water"
evening of poetry dedicated to the fountains in Rome that all affectionately call
Nasoni. Simon will be attending the evening Verrusio, Alicia Castagna, Marco Branca, Flavia Campana, Norma Coccia, Andrea D'Urso, Ramacciani Simonetta, Antonio Padula, Francesco Sirleto, Joseph Spinillo, Mara Drive. Do not miss a tasty space food and wine.
- at 20.00 you can have dinner with pizza and drinks.
- From 21.00: poetry reading.
Saturday, September 4, 2010
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The arrest of Larisa dracu
Aurora I reached home and parked in the square: the witch was in the doorway, as if I was expected. He took a puff of smoke and threw the cigarette butt just finished smoking, then stared at me with those incredible eyes, as I approached to her. "Welcome, my dear, hope to meet you finally alone was not in vain! Come on, Catherine! "
His voice was very sensual and I was deeply attracted by her gaze, he took me gently by the hand and led me into the living room of his home until the pentacle.
had placed on the floor of colorful cushions and a table were two cups of steaming tea.
"I see clearly your aura, red like fire: you are passionate as the element that represents you! Drink, my darling, then we will know each other better. "
probably in there were tea spices, flavorings very strong, perhaps even drugs, which made me start to obscure the view, to lose reason and normal cognition of things and time. The witch took the tobacco to be a valuable porcelain vase, and rolled two cigarettes with care: Although I had never smoked in my life, I brought the cigarette to his lips and I was offered to me I turn. The first puff of smoke I went through and ributtai out immediately with a cough, but the flavor was nice and I began to suck in and exhale smoke to consume all the cigarette. At that point I was completely under the influence of drugs that the witch had given me: I was aware of what happened, but I could not do anything to save me from what he was doing Aurora. I watched her undress, remain naked, then I began to feel his hands on my body I slowly stripped off and continued to caress me, and lay me gently on the pillows. Thanks also to the effect of drugs, I felt the excitement growing, my body vibrating: I started my turn to stroke the body of Aurora, until I heard the join his lips to mine, his tongue into my mouth. After giving me a long kiss, his mouth and his tongue began to go down, down, tap and encourage my neck, my shoulders, my breasts, making me more and more exciting, until you get to the genital area, then back right up to brush her lips again. At one point I was cutting into his tongue had entered into me, as a member in erection, and his movements simulating those of a real copula. I reached orgasm, an orgasm so strong, intense, to say the least violent, so different from the sweet Stefano tried only a few days earlier, I could not help but cry with prolonged stress. I was completely stunned, but still felt the warm tongue of the witch in my body, which was broadcasting that union with something inside me, something that at that moment I did not understand, but that came directly from the genital area of \u200b\u200bmy mind, to my brain. Exhausted, I gave up on pillows and lost consciousness. When I started back
aware, the first thing I saw was the nearly full moon, which shone in the sky above my head. I could not move: I thought that I was probably still under the influence of drugs, but it was not and after a while I realized the dangerous situation in which I was at that time. Surely I was bound and gagged: I tried to look at myself and around me to realize how the witch I wanted to combine. First of all, knew the place: I was close to the source Campomavùe. I was no longer naked, but I would not even dressed, I was wearing something and adhere totally transparent, I realized that to be the tights. A fact I was wearing tights usually in the legs, another was a hole in the center of the bodice, which had been passed through my head, the same panty pulled down to cover my torso to the waist, legs of the tights to cover my arms, the bands of both garments to touch each other at the waist. My arms were tied in the top two strong piles firmly in the ground, a on each side of my body, another pantyhose had been used to gag me, and I realized that it gave me a hard time breathing, because I had largely been incorporated into the oral cavity. Under my feet had been taken of firewood, twigs and trunks of the largest, to simulate a real fire: I realized that a little later I would have done the same fate reserved for witches in the Middle Ages. Another thing that I felt was a considerable heartburn at the inside of my right leg, about halfway between the knee and ankle, but could not turn my gaze downward, I could not understand what it was : I thought that while I was unconscious, I had been hurt or burned, but that was not the problem at that time. When I realized that the pungent odor that came to my nostrils was the smell of oil, I also saw a few feet away from me a figure dressed as Executioner, with a long black robe, a black hood on his head with two holes for the eyes and a lighted torch in his hand. I thought no doubt that under that mask, there was Aurora, who was about to kill without mercy: I saw the torch closer to the ground, which caught fire in a circle of fire, a short distance from the pile of wood that was under my feet. The dark figure began to gesticulate and to recite the phrases in an incomprehensible language, his voice hoarse and distorted. I noticed that this individual had also control the fire when he raised his arms, the flames rose higher, and also lowered when the flames go down. I hoped that everything was not real, it was a dream caused by drugs, or it was an illusion due to the hypnotic powers of the witch. But when I saw my Executioner collect the torch from the ground, and rekindle the flame and make the gesture of throwing it to my fire to ignite, my heart began to close and I thought I had come to the end, a horrible end . While I was recommending my soul to the Eternal Father, even though I had never been a believer, I saw beyond the wall of flames, my salvation came out of nowhere in the guise of Mauro Giampieri. Mauro
surprises the black hooded figure from behind, pinned his arm around the neck and forcing her to abandon the torch. The ring of fire, apparently no longer controlled by the will of the Executioner, stooped almost to go out: I saw the two struggling, helpless to intervene, until the dark figure, launching two skillful nudges towards the pit of my stomach di Mauro, managed to free himself from the narrow escape, disappearing into the tunnel, whose entrance had freed ourselves the day before. My colleague, rather than bothering to chase the hypothetical murderess, rushed to leave me with a small fire extinguisher Lamborghini, who had led below, ended to extinguish the principle of fire, after which he came to untie.
"I do not know what a pleasure to see you!" I said.
"Imagine for me to see you look so sexy!" He replied sarcastically. "How you doing?"
"As I have combined the damn witch, I say! I was tricked, drugged me and tried to kill me. How the hell did you let it go? Of course, through those underground passages you'll be heading home. But she is walking and we have a powerful drive forces, trying to overtake and capture up to Triora. "
without losing your temper, Mauro finished to free, using a pocket boxcutter I took that tights infilatomi beyond belief from the head and gave me his shirt to cover me, being naked to the waist.
"You have no clothing in the car for me?" I asked.
"The only thing useful is the jacket phosphorescent emergency: if you do not want to stay barefoot fisherman there are boots that we used yesterday, which remained in the trunk of the car. We will try to retrieve your clothes on the witch's house. Let's go! "
We reached the car and running, after I was dressed in a really ridiculous with the clothing brought by Mauro., We started to rocket.
"But how did you arrive at the right time?" Mauro asked after I recovered a bit '.
'A bit of luck, a bit' of insight: When I saw that after the lunch hour, yet you were not presented to the District, I began to look for calling you to your handheld. Although there are few days that you know, it's like I've known you for a lifetime: I was sure you would not be able to stand with our hands and that alone you would have thrown in a mess. Receiving no response, I tried to locate you with GPS. Remember? You have two locations, and handheld electronics. At first I located your handheld, and I saw it was near the home of Aurora, so I moved in that direction. Arrived there, I noticed the SUV parked in the yard and I figured that was the car, purchased or rented, with whom you come this far. When I noticed that the device was left on the car seat, I tried to locate you via the microchip: I found your position and, while trying to reach you, I noticed that it was too long you were immobile, so I thought the worst. As I approached, I saw the glow of the flames in the night: I took the fire extinguisher and rushed. The rest you know. Rather than tell you how did you get fooled like that. "
I was about to respond when the burning in my leg again attracted my attention: the car switched on the light, I took off his boot and watched the fisherman reached the point where unpleasant feeling.
"The tattoo, this tattoo was done on my leg! "I cried. "I am the fourth victim? How is this possible? Aurora said he first saw my aura as red as fire and he is associated with this item, but what's the point? I am not a descendant of the witches of Triora "
Suddenly I ran into me the story of my life: my mother, the death of my brother, my father's suicide. My mother was a witch, it was she who, with his hidden powers, had caused all these tragedies in order to eliminate the males of the family? And I, unaware eldest female, born in 1971, peers from other victims of Aurora, was the direct descendant of Emanuel Giauni? No, this was what I had inculcated in the mind that stregaccia with hypnosis. Everything that I was thinking it had no effect, so I could not influence me.
"Do not worry, come round, right!" Mauro said, interrupting my thoughts quiet ones. "Once again, Aurora, or whoever she is trying to make us believe what is not, is trying to corrupt our minds, in order to mislead our investigation as it did in the past with our predecessors. I know of a police sergeant who ended up in psychiatric therapy after having had anything to do with her! And then, you're sure that the person who was going to kill it were our own Witch? I had the impression that he was able to counter my strength in a way that a woman could never do that. I still have the abs sore from elbow! "
" No wonder his part of anything: perhaps you are trained in the martial arts, or something like that! "
I could not finish this last sentence, I was blinded the headlights of a car at high speed from the opposite direction to ours: I heard the roar of a typical motor sport when raced alongside our car.
"C. ..! It 's you: it is escaping on board the Porsche. But how did you do all that way to walk so quickly? "As I was saying these words, Mauro had already reversed running and rushed in pursuit of the other sports car, down the road full of twists and turns treacherous. I realized that I had not finished for the day to risk his life if I was not burnt to death, I would die in a car accident. The tires were whistling at every turn: in the night fortunately not seen the chasms, which I knew was still present and obligations on both sides of the road. In some places Mauro was able to gain ground on the Porsche, and declined through the curves, that the other car seemed to be able to deal more easily. As long as my colleague, in a move to thrill, cut a hairpin through a field full of potholes and bumpy, and found himself in front of the Porsche: began to slow zigzagging the car until the end of the witch in the ditch side. It occurred to me that my gun had remained in the glove compartment of the Lamborghini I grabbed her, removed the safety car and we went out with both guns drawn taking us next to the Porsche, one on each side.
I cried, "Della Rosa Aurora! You under arrest! "No response: the woman was poured on the steering wheel. Mauro
I motioned to open the doors at once: "It may be a fake. Carefully: we open the doors to my three. One ... two ... three! "Much to our surprise, the woman who had sunk his head was exploded nell'airbag arrears.
"And who is this?" I said in amazement.
"He is recovering," said Mauro "Ammanettiamola and call for reinforcements. We will have plenty of time for questioning. "
Mauro took the first handheld and called D'Aloia, Dr. Leone and then to inform him of developments in the investigation and arrest. The magistrate asked to speak to me and my colleague handed me the machine: "I want to be present at the interview, so you put the arrest in the safe room for tonight and tomorrow morning, even if it's Sunday, I'll be with you! "
While we were waiting the arrival of reinforcements and an ambulance, the woman who had returned to him was intercepted. It was a beautiful blackberry, dark-eyed, more or less of my own age. He spoke good Italian, though with a strong foreign accent. "Who are you, what's your name, why were you running from?" I asked.
"My name is Laris dracu and are of Romanian nationality. I will answer your questions only in the presence of a lawyer. "Was his only response.
Within a quarter of an hour came D'Aloia, with an escort of two other men, followed by an ambulance: the doctors took care of the woman and said they would take her to the emergency room for questioning.
ordered the superintendent not to lose sight of Laris for a moment: "If he is hospitalized makes it guarded by at least two agents! You follow the ambulance: I go home and Mauro Della Rosa to retrieve my things, but mainly to see if we can capture the witch in his lair, even though I do not have much hope on this. " 
Laris attempts to flee on board the Porsche of Aurora, but is stopped by Mauro and Catherine after a thrilling car chase.
Aurora I reached home and parked in the square: the witch was in the doorway, as if I was expected. He took a puff of smoke and threw the cigarette butt just finished smoking, then stared at me with those incredible eyes, as I approached to her. "Welcome, my dear, hope to meet you finally alone was not in vain! Come on, Catherine! "
His voice was very sensual and I was deeply attracted by her gaze, he took me gently by the hand and led me into the living room of his home until the pentacle.
had placed on the floor of colorful cushions and a table were two cups of steaming tea.
"I see clearly your aura, red like fire: you are passionate as the element that represents you! Drink, my darling, then we will know each other better. "
probably in there were tea spices, flavorings very strong, perhaps even drugs, which made me start to obscure the view, to lose reason and normal cognition of things and time. The witch took the tobacco to be a valuable porcelain vase, and rolled two cigarettes with care: Although I had never smoked in my life, I brought the cigarette to his lips and I was offered to me I turn. The first puff of smoke I went through and ributtai out immediately with a cough, but the flavor was nice and I began to suck in and exhale smoke to consume all the cigarette. At that point I was completely under the influence of drugs that the witch had given me: I was aware of what happened, but I could not do anything to save me from what he was doing Aurora. I watched her undress, remain naked, then I began to feel his hands on my body I slowly stripped off and continued to caress me, and lay me gently on the pillows. Thanks also to the effect of drugs, I felt the excitement growing, my body vibrating: I started my turn to stroke the body of Aurora, until I heard the join his lips to mine, his tongue into my mouth. After giving me a long kiss, his mouth and his tongue began to go down, down, tap and encourage my neck, my shoulders, my breasts, making me more and more exciting, until you get to the genital area, then back right up to brush her lips again. At one point I was cutting into his tongue had entered into me, as a member in erection, and his movements simulating those of a real copula. I reached orgasm, an orgasm so strong, intense, to say the least violent, so different from the sweet Stefano tried only a few days earlier, I could not help but cry with prolonged stress. I was completely stunned, but still felt the warm tongue of the witch in my body, which was broadcasting that union with something inside me, something that at that moment I did not understand, but that came directly from the genital area of \u200b\u200bmy mind, to my brain. Exhausted, I gave up on pillows and lost consciousness. When I started back
aware, the first thing I saw was the nearly full moon, which shone in the sky above my head. I could not move: I thought that I was probably still under the influence of drugs, but it was not and after a while I realized the dangerous situation in which I was at that time. Surely I was bound and gagged: I tried to look at myself and around me to realize how the witch I wanted to combine. First of all, knew the place: I was close to the source Campomavùe. I was no longer naked, but I would not even dressed, I was wearing something and adhere totally transparent, I realized that to be the tights. A fact I was wearing tights usually in the legs, another was a hole in the center of the bodice, which had been passed through my head, the same panty pulled down to cover my torso to the waist, legs of the tights to cover my arms, the bands of both garments to touch each other at the waist. My arms were tied in the top two strong piles firmly in the ground, a on each side of my body, another pantyhose had been used to gag me, and I realized that it gave me a hard time breathing, because I had largely been incorporated into the oral cavity. Under my feet had been taken of firewood, twigs and trunks of the largest, to simulate a real fire: I realized that a little later I would have done the same fate reserved for witches in the Middle Ages. Another thing that I felt was a considerable heartburn at the inside of my right leg, about halfway between the knee and ankle, but could not turn my gaze downward, I could not understand what it was : I thought that while I was unconscious, I had been hurt or burned, but that was not the problem at that time. When I realized that the pungent odor that came to my nostrils was the smell of oil, I also saw a few feet away from me a figure dressed as Executioner, with a long black robe, a black hood on his head with two holes for the eyes and a lighted torch in his hand. I thought no doubt that under that mask, there was Aurora, who was about to kill without mercy: I saw the torch closer to the ground, which caught fire in a circle of fire, a short distance from the pile of wood that was under my feet. The dark figure began to gesticulate and to recite the phrases in an incomprehensible language, his voice hoarse and distorted. I noticed that this individual had also control the fire when he raised his arms, the flames rose higher, and also lowered when the flames go down. I hoped that everything was not real, it was a dream caused by drugs, or it was an illusion due to the hypnotic powers of the witch. But when I saw my Executioner collect the torch from the ground, and rekindle the flame and make the gesture of throwing it to my fire to ignite, my heart began to close and I thought I had come to the end, a horrible end . While I was recommending my soul to the Eternal Father, even though I had never been a believer, I saw beyond the wall of flames, my salvation came out of nowhere in the guise of Mauro Giampieri. Mauro
surprises the black hooded figure from behind, pinned his arm around the neck and forcing her to abandon the torch. The ring of fire, apparently no longer controlled by the will of the Executioner, stooped almost to go out: I saw the two struggling, helpless to intervene, until the dark figure, launching two skillful nudges towards the pit of my stomach di Mauro, managed to free himself from the narrow escape, disappearing into the tunnel, whose entrance had freed ourselves the day before. My colleague, rather than bothering to chase the hypothetical murderess, rushed to leave me with a small fire extinguisher Lamborghini, who had led below, ended to extinguish the principle of fire, after which he came to untie.
"I do not know what a pleasure to see you!" I said.
"Imagine for me to see you look so sexy!" He replied sarcastically. "How you doing?"
"As I have combined the damn witch, I say! I was tricked, drugged me and tried to kill me. How the hell did you let it go? Of course, through those underground passages you'll be heading home. But she is walking and we have a powerful drive forces, trying to overtake and capture up to Triora. "
without losing your temper, Mauro finished to free, using a pocket boxcutter I took that tights infilatomi beyond belief from the head and gave me his shirt to cover me, being naked to the waist.
"You have no clothing in the car for me?" I asked.
"The only thing useful is the jacket phosphorescent emergency: if you do not want to stay barefoot fisherman there are boots that we used yesterday, which remained in the trunk of the car. We will try to retrieve your clothes on the witch's house. Let's go! "
We reached the car and running, after I was dressed in a really ridiculous with the clothing brought by Mauro., We started to rocket.
"But how did you arrive at the right time?" Mauro asked after I recovered a bit '.
'A bit of luck, a bit' of insight: When I saw that after the lunch hour, yet you were not presented to the District, I began to look for calling you to your handheld. Although there are few days that you know, it's like I've known you for a lifetime: I was sure you would not be able to stand with our hands and that alone you would have thrown in a mess. Receiving no response, I tried to locate you with GPS. Remember? You have two locations, and handheld electronics. At first I located your handheld, and I saw it was near the home of Aurora, so I moved in that direction. Arrived there, I noticed the SUV parked in the yard and I figured that was the car, purchased or rented, with whom you come this far. When I noticed that the device was left on the car seat, I tried to locate you via the microchip: I found your position and, while trying to reach you, I noticed that it was too long you were immobile, so I thought the worst. As I approached, I saw the glow of the flames in the night: I took the fire extinguisher and rushed. The rest you know. Rather than tell you how did you get fooled like that. "
I was about to respond when the burning in my leg again attracted my attention: the car switched on the light, I took off his boot and watched the fisherman reached the point where unpleasant feeling.
"The tattoo, this tattoo was done on my leg! "I cried. "I am the fourth victim? How is this possible? Aurora said he first saw my aura as red as fire and he is associated with this item, but what's the point? I am not a descendant of the witches of Triora "
Suddenly I ran into me the story of my life: my mother, the death of my brother, my father's suicide. My mother was a witch, it was she who, with his hidden powers, had caused all these tragedies in order to eliminate the males of the family? And I, unaware eldest female, born in 1971, peers from other victims of Aurora, was the direct descendant of Emanuel Giauni? No, this was what I had inculcated in the mind that stregaccia with hypnosis. Everything that I was thinking it had no effect, so I could not influence me.
"Do not worry, come round, right!" Mauro said, interrupting my thoughts quiet ones. "Once again, Aurora, or whoever she is trying to make us believe what is not, is trying to corrupt our minds, in order to mislead our investigation as it did in the past with our predecessors. I know of a police sergeant who ended up in psychiatric therapy after having had anything to do with her! And then, you're sure that the person who was going to kill it were our own Witch? I had the impression that he was able to counter my strength in a way that a woman could never do that. I still have the abs sore from elbow! "
" No wonder his part of anything: perhaps you are trained in the martial arts, or something like that! "
I could not finish this last sentence, I was blinded the headlights of a car at high speed from the opposite direction to ours: I heard the roar of a typical motor sport when raced alongside our car.
"C. ..! It 's you: it is escaping on board the Porsche. But how did you do all that way to walk so quickly? "As I was saying these words, Mauro had already reversed running and rushed in pursuit of the other sports car, down the road full of twists and turns treacherous. I realized that I had not finished for the day to risk his life if I was not burnt to death, I would die in a car accident. The tires were whistling at every turn: in the night fortunately not seen the chasms, which I knew was still present and obligations on both sides of the road. In some places Mauro was able to gain ground on the Porsche, and declined through the curves, that the other car seemed to be able to deal more easily. As long as my colleague, in a move to thrill, cut a hairpin through a field full of potholes and bumpy, and found himself in front of the Porsche: began to slow zigzagging the car until the end of the witch in the ditch side. It occurred to me that my gun had remained in the glove compartment of the Lamborghini I grabbed her, removed the safety car and we went out with both guns drawn taking us next to the Porsche, one on each side.
I cried, "Della Rosa Aurora! You under arrest! "No response: the woman was poured on the steering wheel. Mauro
I motioned to open the doors at once: "It may be a fake. Carefully: we open the doors to my three. One ... two ... three! "Much to our surprise, the woman who had sunk his head was exploded nell'airbag arrears.
"And who is this?" I said in amazement.
"He is recovering," said Mauro "Ammanettiamola and call for reinforcements. We will have plenty of time for questioning. "
Mauro took the first handheld and called D'Aloia, Dr. Leone and then to inform him of developments in the investigation and arrest. The magistrate asked to speak to me and my colleague handed me the machine: "I want to be present at the interview, so you put the arrest in the safe room for tonight and tomorrow morning, even if it's Sunday, I'll be with you! "
While we were waiting the arrival of reinforcements and an ambulance, the woman who had returned to him was intercepted. It was a beautiful blackberry, dark-eyed, more or less of my own age. He spoke good Italian, though with a strong foreign accent. "Who are you, what's your name, why were you running from?" I asked.
"My name is Laris dracu and are of Romanian nationality. I will answer your questions only in the presence of a lawyer. "Was his only response.
Within a quarter of an hour came D'Aloia, with an escort of two other men, followed by an ambulance: the doctors took care of the woman and said they would take her to the emergency room for questioning.
ordered the superintendent not to lose sight of Laris for a moment: "If he is hospitalized makes it guarded by at least two agents! You follow the ambulance: I go home and Mauro Della Rosa to retrieve my things, but mainly to see if we can capture the witch in his lair, even though I do not have much hope on this. "
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