After sitting in the car on the hill for about ten minutes,
Montalbano realized this was a big mistake. Because he didn't think at
all about the investigation, the burglars, or Mr. Z. He thought about
Angelica . . . What had he done?
When members of Vigata's elite are targeted in a series of
perfectly executed burglaries, Inspector Montalbano reluctantly takes
the case. It soon becomes clear however that more links these privileged
few than simply their lost possessions . . .
It isn't long too before Montalbano finds himself taken with one of
the victims, the captivatingly beautiful young Angelica. But as the
detective's attraction grows - until he can think of little else - a
series of strange, anonymous letters claiming responsibility for the
thefts begin to arrive . . .
With the allure of Angelica beginning to consume him and his
relationship with Livia under threat, Montalbano must focus his mind to
solve this perplexing investigation before events spiral out of all
control. . .