It was early in the morning, half past six.
The sky was still dark but the sound of the far away train had already filled the air.
At the main entrance of the Sine Valley. The two police officers who had just come for their shift rubbed their hands and stomped their feet, complaining to each other about the damn weather and talking about how the police was called yesterday night into one of the villas. They complained how rich children always did the craziest thing and if not for another drama, the two policemen wouldn't need to come this early in the morning to be blown by the cold wind.
While the two were talking, out of the corner of their eyes, they noticed someone walking up the hill.
It was a young man that looked to be in his early twenties. His pace was unhurried as if he were a commuter on his way to catch the bus or train.
