"Dibdin, Michael - Aurelio Zen 02 - Vendetta UC - part 10" - читать интересную книгу автора (Dibdin Michael)

Then you're an incompetent bastard. It was your case,
your responsibility! I've spent twenty years of my life, the
only one I'll ever have, shut up in a stinking damp cell
witg parely room to turn around, locked up for hours in
tpe freezing-cold darkness...'
He broke off, shuddering uncontrollably, his cheeks
glistening wet.
'Qo on, take a good look! I'm not ashamed of my tears!
Why should I be? They're pearls of suffering, my suffering.
I should make you lick them up, one by one, before I blow
your evil head off!'
'Cut the crap, Spadola!' Zen exploded. '- ven if you
didn't do the Tondelli job, you were guilty as hell of at
least four other murders. What about Ugo Trocchio and
his brother? You had them killed and you know it. We
knew it, everyone knew it. We couldn't prove it because
people were too scared to talk. And so it went on, until
some of my colleagues decided that it was time you were
taken out of circulation. Since they couldn't do it straight,
they did it crooked. As I say, I didn't know. If I had
known, I would have tried to stop it. But the fact remains
that you earned that twenty-year sentence several times
over.'
'That's not the point!' Spadola shouted, so loudly that
the men at the bar turned to stare at him. 'Christ
Almighty, if everyone who broke the law in this country
was sent to prison, who'd be left to guard them? We'd
need a whole new set of politicians, for a start! But it
doesn't work that way, does it? It's a game! And I was
good! I was fucking brilliant! You couldn't pin a damn
thing on me. I had you beat inside out. So you moved the
goal posts!'
'That's part of the game too.'
Spadola drained off his beer and stood up.
'Maybe. But the game stops here, Zen. What happens
now is real.'
His voice was perfectly calm again. He stood staring
down at Zen.
'I know what you're thinking. You think I'm crazy,
telling you what I'm going to do, warning you, giving you
a chance to escape. There's no way I can get away with
that's what you're thinking, isn't it? Not in broad daylight
in the middle of this village. Well, we'll see. Maybe you're
right. I agree that that's a possibility. Maybe you're
cleverer than me. Maybe you'll figure out a way to save
your skin, this time around. That doesn't worry me. I'll get
you in the end, whatever happens. And meanwhile that
slim hope is part of your punishment, Zen, just like I was
tormented with talk of appeals and parole that never came
to anything.'