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CHAPTER SEVENTEEN: RUIZ

作者: NIA DIAMOND
last update 公開日: 2026-04-09 04:32:48

There is a file.

Alexandra doesn't say anything for a long time after Nadia reads the message. She stands there holding Marco's phone with both hands like she is deciding how much of the truth to let into the room. Marco is watching her. Francesco is watching her. Nadia is watching her.

Finally, she puts the phone down.

"Our father kept records," she says. "Not just the safe deposit box materials. Something older. Something he started before Alexandra and Marco were born, back when he first und
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