ANNA

Although I didn’t like Paolo before, much less now. Never in my life have I experienced such fear. But even if he didn’t make that horrible sign, I wouldn’t have told Enzo, anyway. He had a lot on his mind to bother him with something that I think he wouldn’t believe in me. 

He led me to his table, and he went on stage. With slow movements, he took his saxophone out of its box. I was still trembling, but I did my best not to let him see me. Paolo was beside him, ...