"Confusions, indeed," Montalbano muttered, the smell of fried calamari from Enzo’s trattoria calling to him more urgently than the case.
The breakthrough came not from a fingerprint, but from a recipe. Montalbano noticed that the gardener, the neighbor, and even the "priest" had all mentioned a distinct smell of almond blossoms—out of season for Sicily. El Carrusel De Las Confusiones Andrea Camilleri...
Should we introduce a involving the Inspector's girlfriend, Livia? Should we introduce a involving the Inspector's girlfriend,
He retreated to his favorite table by the sea, where he ordered a plate of pasta alla Norma . As he ate, he ignored the ringing of his phone—undoubtedly Catarella at the station, ready to mangle a name and add more wood to the fire of confusion. The "Carousel" began at the villa of the
The "Carousel" began at the villa of the widowed Contessa Livia. She claimed a masked man had scaled her balcony, but her gardener swore he saw a woman in a red dress descending the trellis. The neighbor, an elderly man with a fondness for binoculars, insisted it was a priest carrying a heavy sack.
Should I add a between Montalbano and the Contessa?
In the sleepy Sicilian town of Vigàta, Inspector Salvo Montalbano stared at the colorful, spinning lights of "El Carrusel De Las Confusiones"—The Carousel of Confusions. This wasn't a carnival ride, however; it was the nickname given by the local press to a high-society jewelry heist where every witness told a different story.