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Trapped, they did the only logical thing two terrified technicians could do: they ducked into the master bedroom closet and hid behind a row of heavy winter coats.

"You idiots," the investigator sighed, rubbing his temples. "We already knew the time of death was two hours before you arrived. You weren't suspects. But because you tampered with a crime scene and hid from the police, I have to take you both down to the station for questioning." Incastrati

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. Trapped, they did the only logical thing two

As they were led to the police car, Valentino looked at Salvo. "No more true-crime shows for you." You weren't suspects