“What have I done? Tell me, please! What have I done to deserve this kind of shit first thing in the morning? I didn’t have my morning grappa and coffee yet! Jesus! What’s next? Empire will fall?”
Chief sighs deeply.
“Good, you’re here. God himself sent you my way. Listen, the kid is a spoiled brat, and she’s been embarrassing her poor mummy and daddy for a long time now. Since she was born, actually. Did you know that she was a breech baby? Her ass got out on this world before her head. That must be the reason why she’s thinking only of her ass all the time and doesn’t give a shit about her parents and her family. If they have beaten her more, she wouldn’t end up like this! She’s a disgrace for all the Labudovich family. And they are decent, good folks. Maybe too good… Ah, those modern parents! It wasn’t like that when I was a kid. Anyway, Labudovichs told us that she’s missing for two days now.”
Your jaw drops:
“Two days?!”
Chief waves to a gendarme in the other room:
“Maki! Where’s that grappa and coffee, for God’s sake!?”
He turns to you:
“Want one?”
“No, thanks. Maybe later.”
“Maybe never. Listen, it seems that the kid used to roam around, messing up with wrong people, doing god knows what. She was known to spend a night out here and there, but she always returned home the next morning. Labudovich told me she said she’s going for a stroll on the Belvedere. But God only knows where she went. Though it’s our only lead. Off you go! And if you find something, come and report it to me.”