On the Roof

Excerpt from Death In Bagheria, a work in progress

Friday, March 25, 1870

Della Trabia stared at them as if they were ghosts. For a brief moment he looked beyond them but recovering, he said, “Get in, hurry,” and pulled them both inside. “Lucky I heard your pounding. You would have been out here the better part of the night before we thought to look up here for you.”

Serafina yanked herself free from his grip and moved away from him, startled at his presence and about to tell him of her ordeal with the man in the bandana but decided instead to keep her own counsel. She’d tell Rosa about him later.

“Why are you up here?” she asked, sensing something strange in the shadows of his face and in his demeanor, wondering what business he, or any gabelloto for that matter, would have on the upper floors of the house.

He hunched his shoulders. “The baron’s been trying to find you both for an hour and has everyone searching.”

“I don’t believe you,” Serafina said.

 Photo: Sunset in Scilla. Credit: Fortu Tato (Flickr), Creative Commons.

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