Six months of silence, yielding no answers or peace. "It's unacceptable. It's inhuman." One hundred and eighty-six days of unanswered prayers and empty questions, with the investigation still open and the file held at the Prosecutor's Office under a generic missing person designation. "It's heartbreaking. You reach a point where you hope they'll at least give you a body to mourn." So he also asked to undergo DNA testing: "Maybe one of the many unidentified bodies could be Martina's."
Perhaps this is the essence of Sara Lattuca's composed and dignified grief: since November 18th of last year, she's been counting the hours, days, and weeks, waiting for clarity on her sister Martina's disappearance; today, she demands and demands justice. "I want the truth, because you can't just disappear into thin air. Someone has to explain to me what happened."
Limbo
"I demand justice," Sara's cry seems to echo off the rocky walls of Calamosca. It's stopped raining, the sun is blazing on the promontory overlooking Cagliari. The parking lots are full, the first swims are taking place, the soft chatter of those moving on with their lives. Right there, where Martina's life, a clerk at Feltrinelli delle Vele, seems to have mysteriously ended that Tuesday six months ago. The final moments of a gray morning, captured on camera: the woman is seen, alone, getting out of her car, found locked at the scene. Wearing her black down jacket, umbrella in hand, she heads toward Calamosca beach. Then nothing. Only silence. No cameras frame the path; no one can say for sure where she's headed. So all that remains is the anguish of Sara and an entire family whose hearts and minds are frozen in time on that day. Two lives stuck in a sort of limbo. "I hoped, I prayed, and out of respect for the investigation, I have remained silent until today. I have not launched appeals or given interviews for six months. But today I say it and shout that I demand clarity. I owe it to Martina, and to all the people who love her." A heartfelt cry, her eyes glazed over, and if you look further, you see tears and sleepless nights searching for answers. They haven't arrived after six months. And the open and classified file, due to the ongoing investigation and with no suspects, doesn't help. "I have requested access to the documents, and it's exhausting; I've been waiting for six months." From November 18, 2025.
Silence and respect
Hypotheses, suppositions, and no certainties. Six months later, there are few certainties: Martina was seen in Calamosca by security cameras and by those who were there that morning. They were all summoned and interviewed by investigators, but none appear to have provided any useful information. And the last WhatsApp access was around 10 a.m., from Martina's cell phone, which was turned off after noon and the last cell connected to it turned out to be that of Margine Rosso. "I believe analyzing the messages is crucial. I ask that we proceed in this direction as well and not rule out any hypothesis." Not even the most difficult one to accept. "In recent months, I've read and heard everything; some have insinuated that Martina decided to disappear. I ask for respect: there is no evidence to support the theory of voluntary disappearance," Sara says firmly. "Moreover, my sister wasn't physically fit to venture onto paths and cliffs to take her own life. She was fearful and too close to her family to commit suicide." No written information, no signs. Just speculation and silence. "She could have met someone, they could have hurt her and put her in a car. I don't even know what to hold on to anymore. But I know my sister can't have disappeared into thin air." So she repeats: "I only ask for justice."