“There are two things you have to tell us. One: who you went shooting with in the quarry, if you really did go there. Two: when the fight at Chilometro Zero took place, provided 104that story isn’t more bullshit, and who the people involved were. I’m not asking you for my own pleasure. If you want us to try and help you, this is information we need. So don’t play games.”

“I’m not playing games. All Gaglione told me was that he’d beaten up a guy who belonged to a powerful family. I asked him what family and he wouldn’t tell me. When someone doesn’t want to tell you a thing like that, you don’t insist. And anyway, he didn’t seem worried that somebody might want to kill him. He seemed worried that somebody wanted to harm him, beat him up, not shoot him.”

“How do you know that?”

“That he didn’t think they wanted to kill him? I don’t know. When we talked I didn’t get the feeling he was afraid of being killed. He was nervous, not terrified, if you know what I mean. He half intended to leave Bari for a few days, to wait for things to calm down. Maybe he wanted to try and get in touch with these people to clear things up and apologize.”

“Is that what he told you?”

“He said he was thinking of going away for a few days. That he was thinking of trying to explain things to these people. No, that’s what I assumed, but only because of everything he said. I don’t remember exactly what —”

“And you don’t know who these people are?”

“No.”

“When did the fight take place?”

“I don’t know that either. A few weeks before the murder, maybe.”

Again I had the feeling he was telling the truth about this. Annapaola must have had the same impression as me.105

“All right. Let’s assume things are the way you say. Gaglione tells you about this problem he’s got with some dangerous people, he doesn’t go into detail and you don’t ask him. But the name of the guy you went shooting with in that quarry – that’s something you have to tell us. Now.”

“I can’t tell you a fucking thing. It would be like —”