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Chapter Fifty Four — The Box

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The bank was on Via Maqueda.

She had walked past it hundreds of times growing up. A building so ordinary in its presence that the eye moved past it automatically ... old stone facade, brass fittings on the door, the kind of institutional permanence that made it invisible through familiarity.

Her father had chosen it deliberately she understood now.

The most hidden place is always the most obvious one.

They arrived at ten forty-seven. Caterina between them. The old woman had said almost nothing
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