Inspector Cadaver

In everyone's eyes, even the old ladies hiding behind their quivering curtains, even the kids just now who had turned to stare after they had passed him, he was the intruder, the undesirable. No, worse, he was fundamentally untrustworthy, some stranger who had just turned up from who knew where to do who knew what.

In ochii tuturor, chiar si batranele care se ascundeau in spatele perdelelor lor tremurande, chiar si copiii care tocmai acum se intoarsera sa se uite dupa ce trecusera pe langa el, el era intrusul, indezirabilul. Nu, mai rau, era fundamental de neincredere, un strain care tocmai aparuse de la cine stia unde sa faca cine stia ce.