Chapter 9

I reached Alessandro Studio.

As I entered the studio, a sense of rehabilitation washed over me. I looked at it as if I was a honey bee and this was my nectar. It was as if I was already in a dream, and all my answers were right here.

I looked around the snow-white interiors; decked with Alessandro's masterpieces.

"The Milenni" was missing. Of course!

"I can sense that you are looking for something in particular, something that is not here," a small bald man dressed in a crisp formal suit stood by my side.

"Perhaps. Is Mr. Alessandro Mancini available at the studio?" I enquired giving it a long cold shot.

"I am afraid the artist does not welcome intruders. Besides, he is on a Schengen tour these days," he spoke in a confident rather arse-like tone.

"And how would you know this?" I enquired.

"My name is George Russell. I manage Mr. Mancini's accounts in the USA," he responded, flashing an oversized extra white smile.