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A chance encounter with a strange young woman leads Inspector Montalbano to Vigàta harbour - and into a puzzling new mystery. The crew of a mysterious yacht - the Vanna - due to dock in the area have discovered a corpse floating in the water, the dead man's face badly disfigured. It isn't long before Montalbano begins to become suspicious of the Vanna's inhabitants. Who is the yacht's owner, the glamorous and short-tempered Livia Giovannini? How has she accrued her riches? And why does she spend so much time at sea?

Inspector Montalbano rises one morning to find the carcass of a horse on the beach in front of his seaside home. But no sooner do his men arrive than the body has mysteriously vanished, leaving only a track in the sand. Before long Rachele, a beguiling equestrian champion, turns up at police headquarters to report her horse missing. The horse had been stabled at the grounds of a certain Saverio Lo Duca, one of the richest men in Sicily. Lo Duca has lost one of his own horses, too. Montalbano, his curiosity piqued, investigates....

While Vigàta is wracked by storms, Inspector Montalbano is called to attend the discovery of a dismembered body in a field of clay. Bearing all the marks of an execution-style killing, it seems clear that this is, once again, the work of the notorious local Mafia. But who is the victim? Why was the body divided into 30 pieces? And what is the significance of the Potter's field?

Things are not going well for Inspector Montalbano. His long-distance relationship with Livia is on the rocks, he feels himself getting even older and he's growing tired of the violence in his job. Then the dead body of a young woman is found in an illegal dump, with half her face missing. Her identity at first is unknown; a tattoo of a sphinx moth on her left shoulder links her with three other girls bearing the same mark, all recent Russian immigrants to Italy.

Feeling his age as his birthday rolls round once again, Inspector Montalbano decides to cheer himself up by dealing with a young driver's road rage in his own unique way. But his joy is short-lived, as at police headquarters he receives an angry phone call from a supermarket boss; there's been a robbery at his store, and Montalbano's colleague is treating him as a suspect. On arrival at the scene, Montalbano quickly agrees with Inspector Augello that this was no ordinary break-in.

Motionless, Montalbano waited for the surf to enter his brain and wash it clean with each breaker. At last the first light wave came like a caress, swiiissshhh, and carried away, glugluglug, Elena Sclafani and her beauty while Michela Pardo's tits, belly, arched body and eyes likewise disappeared. Once Montalbano the man was erased, all that should remain was Inspector Montalbano - a kind of abstract function of the person who was supposed to solve the case and nothing more, with no personal feelings involved.

Chief Inspector Montalbano is on enforced sick leave. But when a local girl goes mysteriously missing, the whole community takes an interest in the case. Why are the kidnappers so sure that the girl's impoverished father and dying mother will be able to find a fortune? The ever-inquisitive Montalbano steps in, to get to the heart of the matter in his own inimitable style.

He began swimming in slow, broad strokes. The sea smelled harsh, stinging his nostrils like champagne, and he nearly got drunk on it.... In a fraction of a second, Montalbano realized he'd struck a human foot. Somebody else was floating right beside him, and he hadn't noticed. 'Excuse me,' he said hastily, flipping back onto his belly and looking over at the other. The person beside him didn't answer, because he wasn't doing the dead man's float. He was actually dead.

Maybe a phrase, a line, a hint somewhere would reveal a reason, any reason, for the elderly couple's disappearance. They'd saved everything.... There was even a copy of the 'certificate of living existence', that nadir of bureaucratic imbecility.... What was the protocol, to use a word dear to government offices? Did one simply write on a sheet of paper something like 'I, the undersigned, Salvo Montalbano, hereby declare myself to be in existence', sign it, and turn it in to the appointed clerk?

Montalbano's gruesome discovery of a naked young woman suffocated in her bed immediately sets him on a search for her killer. Among the suspects are her aging husband, a famous doctor; a shy admirer, now disappeared; an antiques-dealing lover from Bologna; and the victim's friend Anna, whose charms Montalbano cannot help but appreciate. But it is a mysterious, reclusive violinist who holds the key to this murder....

Inspector Montalbano is awake at dawn, sitting on his porch, when his attention is caught by a seagull that falls from the sky, performing a strange dance, before lying down to die. Montalbano is perplexed by what he has witnessed and the scene hangs over him like an omen. About to depart for a holiday with his girlfriend Livia, Montalbano makes a quick trip to the police station to tie up loose ends. But when his dear colleague Fazio is discovered missing, Montalbano instead launches a desperate search for his lost friend....

Das hat ihm gerade noch gefehlt: Auf Wunsch seiner Verlobten Livia soll Commissario Montalbano sich für einen feierlichen Anlass einen Anzug maßschneidern lassen. Doch die allseits hochverehrte Schneiderin Elena überzeugt ihn mit Effizienz und Charme. Am nächsten Tag findet man Elena tot in ihrem Atelier, erstochen mit einer Schneiderschere. Die widersprüchlichen Aussagen mehrerer Verdächtiger abzuwägen erinnert Montalbano bald an das Entwirren eines verhedderten Wollknäuels.

Commissario Montalbanos Vize Mimì hat einen Toten entdeckt - unter mysteriösen Umständen. Kurz darauf geht im Kommissariat ein Anruf ein: Der vermögende Theaterliebhaber Carmelo Catalanotti wurde leblos aufgefunden - in der gleichen Position wie der andere Tote. Während die Ermittlungen im ersten Fall sich als besonders delikat erweisen, ahnt Montalbano im Fall Catalanotti bald, dass dieser als Leiter einer Schauspieltruppe mit ungewöhnlichen Auswahlkriterien Zorn auf sich gezogen hat.

Modernen Medien misstraut Commissario Montalbano nach wie vor. Und fühlt sich an manchen Tagen wie ein Auslaufmodell. Da erhält er Nachricht von dem mysteriösen Mord an einem jungen Mann. Zeitgleich wird das spurlose Verschwinden eines betagten Ehepaars gemeldet, das zu einem Tagesausflug unterwegs war. Purer Zufall, dass das Pärchen im selben Haus wie der Tote wohnt? Oder gibt es eine Verbindung zwischen dem Junggesellen und dem verschrobenen Pärchen? Während seine Mitarbeiter nach neuen Methoden ermitteln, findet Montalbano bei einem uralten sarazenischen Olivenbaum den entscheidenden Hinweis.

Eine geheimnisvolle Geige und ein folgenreiches Versprechen. Gleich drei Frauen rauben Commissario Montalbano derzeit den Schlaf: Michela, die schöne Arztgattin, die ermordet in ihrer Villa aufgefunden wird. Ihre Freundin Anna, die Montalbano als Zeugin näherkommt, als ihm gut tut. Und Livia, die Frau, die er liebt und der er in einem schwachen Moment etwas versprochen hat: die Ehe. Dabei benötigt er doch alle Aufmerksamkeit, um die Botschaft einer geheimnisvollen Geige zu ergründen: Denn sie scheint der Schlüssel zur Lösung eines perfiden Falls zu sein.

Primero de un ciclo de cuatro volúmenes de relatos ambientados en el imaginario pueblo siciliano de Vigàta, también escenario de las aventuras del célebre comisario Montalbano, este libro recoge ocho historias tan perfectas que cada una puede leerse como una pequeña novela.

Segundo de un ciclo de cuatro volúmenes de relatos ambientados en el imaginario pueblo siciliano de Vigàta, también escenario de las aventuras del célebre comisario Montalbano, este libro recoge ocho historias tan perfectas que cada una puede leerse como una pequeña novela.

Vor der Südküste Siziliens wird während einer nächtlichen Ausfahrt ein Fischer auf seinem Boot erschossen. Kurz darauf findet man den Geschäftsmann Lapecora erstochen im Aufzug seines Wohnhauses im Küstenstädtchen Vigàta auf. Zwei Morde ohne jeden Zusammenhang, so scheint es. Bis Commissario Montalbano einen jugendlichen Dieb auf frischer Tat ertappt, der ihn auf die Spur der geheimnisvollen Schönheit Karima bringt.

Aufruhr in Vigàta: Eine schwedische Produktionsfirma will in dem Küstenstädtchen einen Film mit Sechzigerjahre-Flair drehen. Zur Vorbereitung der Kulisse werden die Bewohner gebeten, alte Fotos und Filme beizusteuern. Auch Commissario Montalbano erreicht eines Tages ein Paket: Der Ingenieur Sabatello hat auf dem Dachboden mehrere Filme seines verstorbenen Vaters gefunden. Sie zeigen jeweils minutenlang dasselbe Detail einer Mauer, und Sabatello kann sich keinen Reim darauf machen.