Risultati di "Marco Vichi" in Tutte le categorie

Undici racconti inediti di Marco Vichi: 1. Denti, 2. Tris di picche, 3. Celo, manca, 4. Trappola per ubriachi ecc.

Ha tanti aspetti l'amore in questa raccolta di racconti dal titolo esplicativo che richiama il buio, il buio come mistero insondabile, come vuoto di certezze dove la ragione si smarrisce e rimane solo la forza inesplicabile della passione. L'amore è ricerca e perdita, tormento ed estasi, gelosia e confusione, ma soprattutto paura. Paura di non farcela, di non essere amati, di essere lasciati, di non capire e non essere capiti, di non saper scegliere.

Venezia, gennaio 1945. Emma fa la garzona al forno del sior Bepi. Nonostante l’ansia per la presenza dei tedeschi nelle strade, il suo lavoro le piace: i giri di consegne, l’odore del pane, la vicinanza di Elio. Da qualche tempo, però, le persone intorno a lei hanno troppi segreti: cosa c’è nel quaderno rosso che suo fratello le chiede di nascondere sotto la statua del sior Rioba in campo dei Mori? Chi è lo studente col vocabolario, amico di Elio? E perché un giorno Venezia si risveglia dipinta di rosso?

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Florence, summer 1963. Inspector Bordelli is one of the few policemen left in the deserted city. He spends his days on routine work and his nights tormented by the heat and mosquitoes. Suddenly one night, a telephone call gives him a new sense of purpose: the suspected death of a wealthy signora. Bordelli rushes to her hilltop villa and picks the locks. The old woman is lying on her bed - apparently killed by an asthma attack, though her medicine has been left untouched.

The second novel in the Inspector Bordelli series set in 1960s Florence - the detective must race to unmask a particularly brutal killer. April 1964, but spring hasn't quite sprung. The bad weather seems suited to nothing but bad news. And bad news is coming to the police station. First, Bordelli's friend Casimiro, who insists he's discovered the body of a man in a field above Fiesole. Bordelli races to the scene but doesn't find any sign of a corpse.

Florence, 1967. It is winter, and one year has passed since the historic and devastating flood of the Arno, though the memories of that day still linger with the stains on the city walls. The anniversary of the flood brings with it a new case for Inspector Bordelli, who is weighed down with remorse for having taken justice into his own hands and yearning for Eleonora, the woman he's lost, when the mystery opens. A local wealthy industrialist - fiercely loved and respected by everyone he knew - has been found murdered in his grand villa in the Fiesole hills.

Spring, 1967. The trail of tragedy and destruction that followed the previous winter's flood seems to have died down; Florence is beginning to recover. But Inspector Bordelli does not feel the same sense of relief - he has not had a moment's peace since his investigation of a young boy's murder went disastrously wrong. Unsettled and embittered, Bordelli resigns from the force and leaves the city. He could not continue to work as a policeman while the perpetrators of such a terrible crime were still at large.

Florence, October 1966. The rain is never-ending. When a young boy vanishes on his way home from school the police fear the worst, and Inspector Bordelli begins an increasingly desperate investigation. Then the flood hits. During the night of 4th November the swollen River Arno, already lapping the arches of the Ponte Vecchio, breaks its banks and overwhelms the city. Streets become rushing torrents, the force of the water sweeping away cars and trees, doors, shutters and anything else in its wake.