Vatican City, shortly afterIn St. Peter's Square there was the usual crowd that visited the Basilica, the shops, the museums, and every corner of the Vatican City. Among these, a very normal family: father, mother, and a few years old daughter. The little girl laughed and joked in the arms of her father who had just bought her a colorful balloon, a familiar picture like so many others. If it weren't for one particular, both the mother and the father communicated with someone via micro radio, at that moment it was the mother who was transmitting.
«They have just come out of Castel Sant’Angelo» said the woman into the microphone, «they are heading towards the Gendarmerie, we will not be able to follow them. »
At the other end, a man answered. «Do they have what we're looking for? »
The wo
