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Chapter 7 Half a Truth
locked her door. Instead she found herself moving toward the stairs, some reckless pull stronger than fear, because the ma
ut of it, the night air sharp against her skin, her bare feet
manded, stopping a ca
dges of a man who'd spent twenty-five years carrying something heavy. "My name doesn't matte
plain it
, his nerves clearly stretched thin. "Your father isn't who you think he is. And Luca - Luca's chasing
na stepped closer, urgency overtaking
, papers, the De Santis family eventually, because it was easier than the alternative. B
re you
on hers, dead serious. "And the people who did it have spent t
pped. "Why are you
re walking into before you do." He took a breath, glanced toward the house again,
gunfire shatt
the gate. Shouting erupted - the guards, voices overlapping, the heavy thud of boots against grass. A second volley of shots cut thro
ting across the lawn toward her, weapon raised to
until the gunfire stopped as abruptly as it had started, replaced
e her seconds ago was on the ground a few feet away, dark patch spr
knees, ignoring the guard reaching for her arm.
aker than it should have been, eye
is throat, each word costing him more than th
nd wen
whatever came next - whatever name he'd been about to give
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