Valentino began frantically wiping down the TV set with his microfiber cloth. Salvo, trying to be helpful, decided to back out of the room blindly to avoid leaving footprints, immediately tripping over a mop bucket and sending soapy water cascading across the floor.
Salvo and Valentino were the most reliable TV technicians in their small Sicilian town. Salvo was a true-crime fanatic, convinced that life mirrored his favourite detective shows. Valentino, on the other hand, just wanted to fix wires, drink his espresso, and avoid trouble at all costs. Incastrati
Huddled in the darkness, Valentino glared at Salvo. Salvo merely shrugged and mouthed, 'At least the floor is clean.' Valentino began frantically wiping down the TV set
The living room was empty, but the television was buzzing. As Valentino began to inspect the cables, Salvo wandered toward the bathroom. He pushed the door open and froze. Slumped against the edge of the tub was the owner of the apartment, very clearly dead, with a silver pistol resting on the tiles beside him. Salvo was a true-crime fanatic, convinced that life
Seizing their moment, the two tiptoed out of the closet and slipped out the front door. They didn't run. They didn't hide. Instead, they walked straight down to the courtyard, tapped the lead investigator on the shoulder, and told the absolute, bumbling truth.