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In the drawer is not even a bust, but only a head. And he seems to be in power of this piece of marble. This is an obsession! Mario seemed that the chopped head controlled him. The feeling did not leave him all the way to the crypt.
The blind boy very willingly pointed him the road. Usually it had to intimidate him, blackmail, even bribe so that he would give out some overhearing secrets. Many people pass and carelessly talk about something, but the blindly boy in the shadows heard everything. Children’s cripples are an excellent information channel. No one will think that they will bring something to someone. But this blind child was more like a small monster. Mario tried not to watch him. His attention attracted only the head in the box. It seemed that he begins to see it even through the closed lid.
The boy was kept silence but he was not afraid of anything. Did not even shudder.
«Do you hinted the statues of the Rosier’s family that they would protect you,» said Mario straight in his ear. «How did they protect all the Rosiers’ before you?»