Patrizia was last heard of by Benedetta when she organised her father’s funeral. Now the Police had an address for her in Italy. A farmhouse where she lodged, along with migrant workers. Signora Bono had enjoyed the company and assistance of another woman among all the men. She was no trouble. Recently she thought Patrizia had a boyfriend – someone who picked her up on a regular basis.
She also had a job at a local factory – office work. Cycled there every day, punctual, regular as clockwork. Indeed it was her lateness in turning up for work that sparked the hunt for her. Her battered body and equally battered bike were found soon enough, down a side-road that she used every day. Mind you, it was renowned as a place to buy casual sex – 24 hour drive in or take away service. Every lorry driver knew of it. Some even found time first thing in the morning for a quick break.