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Chapter 42: The Open Wound

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Villa Isabella, Sabine Mountains

Two weeks later

Autumn marched on relentlessly.

Elena was in the library, reviewing the latest documents they had found in the basement: letters, photographs, mementos from a time she preferred to forget. But something troubled her. A feeling, a premonition, something she couldn't name.

Dante had improved considerably. His arm no longer hurt, although he still wore a sling as a precaution. Matteo had returned to school in Switzerland with Bruno, under the counse
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