The victim was a high-stakes real estate developer from Milan who had been planning to turn the town’s beloved, crumbling lighthouse into a luxury "wellness hub." In Pineta, that was practically a motive for the entire population.
"A foreigner, Massimo! Face down in the sand near the old pier," Gino wheezed, adjusting his glasses. "And he’s wearing a tuxedo. At 8:00 AM!" I Delitti del BarLume 9x1
"He was poisoned," Massimo noted, peering over Vittoria’s shoulder at the toxicology report later that evening. "But not by something sophisticated. It was botulino —bad preserves." The victim was a high-stakes real estate developer
Massimo Viviani, the reluctant barista-detective, was nursing his own existential crisis when Pilade, Ampelio, Aldo, and Gino burst in. They weren't there for their usual card game; they had a body. "And he’s wearing a tuxedo
In the sleepy, salt-crusted town of Pineta, the morning air was usually filled with the scent of espresso and the rhythmic grumbling of the "four horsemen" of the BarLume. But today, the atmosphere was as stiff as a day-old focaccia.