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Chapter 26

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Whisper of Treachery

During their brief, supervised interactions, they communicated through glances and nearly imperceptible gestures.

Following a particularly heated exchange between Don Romano and his lieutenants, there was a brief, barely noticeable nod toward a particular section of the garden.

A rake or pruning shear placed purposefully, suggesting a covert delivery or meeting.

His communication was a silent symphony of coded actions, his loyalty a deep, unwavering current that ran beneath his seemingly submissive exterior.

He spoke very little.

The timid maid, Lita, was surprisingly resilient in spite of her obvious fear.

Though always wide with fear, there was a glimmer of intelligence in her eyes that belied her submissiveness.

In the vast laundry room, amid the clatter of washing machines and the steamy smell of clean linen, she spoke in low whispers.

Despite the fact that her words were frequently broken by anxious looks over her shoulder, they were full of truth.

She
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