MAURIZIO FERRARI
“Sir, I don’t mean to be rude, but my husband is in so much pain. I think that will be enough with the questions. He is under heavy medication and needs to rest,” Anastasia steps into our bedroom and says to the detective sitting at the far right on the sofa. I was getting so annoyed plus I don’t do well with the cops. But hey, this was all my dear wife’s idea.
“Of course, but please do not leave the country until all investigations are done,” The detective says, still looking at me.
“Nah, you will call me if you need me. My family and I are flying back to Italy first thing tomorrow,” I say and Anastasia gives me a cold eye, and I shrug at her.
The detective left with his Sergeant and my wife walked up to me on the bed with her arms crossed on her chest.
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