Hearing Massimo's name, I felt a strange mix of curiosity and unease. It was as if a flood of memories and emotions rushed back to me. I didn't see him althrough the days in that hell Gladys kept me but I spoke to him. What could they be talking about? I swallowed hard, unsure of how to react, I instinctively hid myself from view, finding a discreet spot where I could listen without being noticed.

As I eavesdropped on the conversation, they suddenly stopped and without any warning, one ...