Valerio Manfredi - The Ancient Curse

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In the middle of the night at the Museum of Volterra, young archeologist Fabrizio Castellani is immersed in his work – research into the famous Etruscan statue known as 'The Night Shadow'. Completely engrossed, he is startled by the phone ringing. An icy female voice warns him to abandon his work at once. A series of gruesome killings shortly follow, throwing the people of Volterra into a panic. The victims – all involved in the desecration of an unexplored tomb – have been torn to pieces by a beast of unimaginable size. Fabrizio is in charge of excavating this Etruscan tomb. Fabrizio is joined in his fearless investigation of the past by Francesca Dionisi, a vivacious young researcher, and foremost by Lieutenant Reggiani, a brilliant carabinieri officer assigned to the case. Fabrizio is convinced that a single event has set off the entire chain of events. What is hiding inside the enigmatic statue? What lies behind the bloodthirsty rage that has lain in wait for all these centuries? What tragedy is hidden behind the inscription? Will Fabrizio manage to unravel these secrets without being sucked into the spiral of violence himself?

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Fabrizio refused to let himself be intimidated. He hung on to that sense of calm that he’d struggled so hard to create, but he could feel anxiety worming its way in. He swallowed a gulp of wine, set the glass on the counter and said, ‘So you’re the one who’s been calling me.’

‘Forget about everything and get out now,’ insisted the woman, her right hand tight around the neck of the bottle. ‘Leave now and… you won’t pay. It’s on the house.’

Fabrizio did not lower his gaze and continued sipping at the wine. ‘Don’t think you can frighten me. I’m an academic and I’m not impressed by any of this,’ he said, tipping his head back towards the room. ‘This masquerade only makes me laugh.’

‘Foolish boy,’ said the woman. ‘Don’t you realize that opening what’s under the ground is a dangerous game? You and those like you – you don’t understand that you can reawaken buried tragedies, reopen cruel wounds. You’re like a child, happy playing with soil until you find an unexploded bomb from some war of the past. A bomb that can blow up in your hands and tear you to shreds…’ She stared at him intensely, with a sarcastic smile. ‘Boom!’

Fabrizio couldn’t help but start, though he immediately regained his composure. ‘I’m only doing my job,’ he shot back. ‘I’m not interested in any of this foolishness.’

The woman shook her head. ‘I know what you’re thinking,’ she said. That I’m a hysterical bitch with a head full of rubbish. That’s too bad for you.’ She put the bottle down and lit up a cigarette, breathing in deeply and blowing the smoke out through her nose. The fumes surrounded her face and thick black hair, making her look like Medusa. ‘Will you leave the boy in peace?’ she asked in an expressionless voice.

‘It’s not a boy,’ said Fabrizio. ‘It’s a statue. Archaeologists study statues… among other things. That’s all. Please don’t call me again. You’re disturbing my work.’ He pulled out his wallet and put a note on the counter.

‘I told you, it’s on the house,’ repeated the woman. And the tone of those apparently banal words made them sound like some obscure threat, a final sentence, in the way that you would offer a last meal or a last cigarette to a man condemned to die.

Fabrizio felt suddenly unsure of himself. He wanted to bring up the creature that was stalking the woods of Volterra, but he didn’t have the courage to say another word. He hesitated a moment, with his hands resting on the counter and his head low to avoid those eyes, but then he swallowed the last of his wine and got up, leaving the money on the counter.

Their conversation hadn’t lasted long, but as he crossed the room he noticed that the dancer had gone and the few remaining customers were keeping their voices low as they sipped at their wine. Fabrizio walked towards his car, but all at once the outside lights flickered off and the neon sign advertising the tavern went out, plunging him into total darkness.

Before his eyes could adapt he heard a low growling coming from his left and he realized he was dead. He dashed in the direction of the car; its light colour made it slightly visible on the other side of the courtyard. But he never reached it. A light blinded him and he felt a strong impact, an intense pain in his head and side, then nothing more.

When he opened his eyes again he saw a ghostly image in front of him, a face illuminated from below by the beam of a torch, but the voice he heard reassured him. ‘My God! I saw you at the last moment. You were running straight for me! I braked, but you were already under the wheels. How do you feel? Don’t move. Wait, I’ll call an ambulance.’

‘Oh, man, that hurt. But… who are you?’

‘Who am I? I’m Francesca. Don’t you recognize me?’ she cried, flashing the torch at her face again. She started dialling for emergency assistance on her mobile phone, but Fabrizio stopped her and got to his feet, holding on to the bumper of her Jeep.

‘No, it’s OK. I’m fine. Just a few bumps and bruises…’ Then, as he suddenly remembered what had terrified him, he instinctively turned his back to the car and grabbed on to the girl’s arm. ‘The dog… the beast… it’s here…’

‘A dog?’ said Francesca. ‘A herd of sheep just passed by with a shepherd’s dog. You can still hear the bells ringing. Listen.’

Fabrizio heard the distant tinkling of bells as the flock wandered off.

‘Good heavens!’ exclaimed Francesca, shining the torch on him. ‘You look awful! Come inside. You need something to drink.’

Fabrizio noticed that the neon sign had begun glowing again and soon regained full force. The outdoor lights were still off.

He shook his head. ‘I just came from there,’ he said, ‘and I didn’t like it. But what are you doing here?’

Francesca finally switched off the torch and came close. ‘I was coming to see you, heading towards your house,’ she said, ‘when I saw you sailing down the regional road, crossing the state road and then pulling off on to that track in the middle of the fields. I tried to keep up, and I even flashed my headlights a couple of times, but you must have had your mind on something else. I guess you didn’t see me. At a certain point I lost you and I took a wrong turn and ended up in the courtyard of a farmhouse. So I turned back and went the other way until, bang, I found you. I really found you. Are you sure there’s nothing broken?’

‘Yeah, I’m sure,’ said Fabrizio. ‘Don’t worry. There’s just this bump on my head that hurts like hell. I could do with some ice. But why were you looking for me in the first place?’

Francesca walked him back to his car. ‘I’ve got news for you. Big news. Listen, have you eaten? We can put some ice on your head and make spaghetti at my house and I’ll tell you what I’ve found. If you feel like driving, you can follow me. Just make sure you don’t take any wrong turns!’

She gave him a kiss and Fabrizio responded with passion. The girl’s scent, her soft lips, her arms around his neck gave him a sense of security and warmth that he needed desperately just then. When he pulled her close he could feel her full, round breasts pressing against his chest. He’d never suspected as much, since Francesca usually wore oversized shirts and trousers that didn’t accentuate her femininity.

He said, ‘Well, God bless you, Dr Dionisi. Are you still trying to kill me?’

He got into his car, started up the engine and waited until she reached her Jeep. Then, when she had pulled out, he followed her.

Once they were on the state road, Francesca turned right and then left down the local road that led to Poggetto, where she lived. She stopped to open the gate with her remote control and Fabrizio slowed to a stop as well. Just then the mobile phone rang. It was Marcello Reggiani.

‘Hi there, Lieutenant. How’s it going?’

‘Awful. The only good news to report is that we pinpointed the source of those phone calls.’

‘The woman’s voice?’

‘Yes, right.’

‘So where is she located?’ asked Fabrizio, mentally picturing the place he’d just left.

‘A spot about four kilometres from your house. It’s called La Casaccia and it’s owned by a guy named Montanari. Pietro Montanari.’

The gate had opened and Francesca was pulling into the garage. Fabrizio was stunned at Reggiani’s information.

‘Are you sure?’ he asked.

‘Yes. At least the guys in the lab are. Why?’

‘What kind of a place is it?’ insisted Fabrizio, still thinking it might match up with the tavern.

‘It’s a farm with an old house on it. At the Val d’Era kilometre marker number five, on the left.’

Completely the opposite direction from where he’d just been. Fabrizio didn’t know what to think.

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