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Chapter 68 — What the Syringe Revealed
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Sold to the Mafia king: The De Luca Bride Chapter 68 — What the Syringe Revealed
Bellini arrived at the mansion just after noon, carrying himself with the quiet, unhurried authority of a man who had learned long ago that mafia households respected confidence more than rank. Luca met him in the study, and I made sure I was there before either of them could decide I didn't need to be."The syringe your men recovered," Bellini said, setting a thin folder on the desk, "matches the chemical profile of the one used on your doctor. Same compound, same concentration. Whoever prepared it knew exactly what dose would keep an adult sedated without killing her.""Meaning this wasn't improvised," Luca said."Meaning this was prepared in advance, likely days before, by someone with real pharmaceutical knowledge." Bellini opened the folder, turning it so we could both see the lab notes inside. "The compound itself traces back to a supplier that services three hospitals in the Palermo area, all three with ties to your family's influence. I can narrow that further, but it will tak
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The drive back to the mansion passed in near silence, Enola sedated and resting against the seat beside me, her head tipped toward the window, the sedative they'd given her for the move finally easing some of the tension from her face. Luca sat across from us, his phone pressed to his ear in a low, continuous stream of Italian, directing men toward the mansion to prepare rooms, toward the hospital to watch Doctor Ferri's recovery, toward the harbor and the roads out of the city in case whoever had fled earlier tried to leave Palermo entirely.By the time we reached the mansion, it was well past midnight, and the household had been roused into a kind of controlled urgency I hadn't seen since the night of the ambush. Rosa met us at the door, her face drawn tight with worry the moment she saw Enola being carried in rather than walking on her own."She's all right," I said quickly, before Rosa's imagination could run further than the truth. "She's sedated. She's safe."Rosa pressed a hand
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The call cut off before Enola finished the sentence, but I was already moving before I understood why. Fake doctor. Room. Those two words alone sent me through the mansion's front hall at a dead run, Luca's name leaving my mouth before I even reached the car.He met me at the door with his jacket half on, his expression already hard with the particular stillness he wore when something required action instead of thought. "Tell me while we drive," he said, and I did, repeating Enola's broken words as the car tore out of the gates and onto the coastal road toward the hospital.The ride felt endless even though it couldn't have taken more than fifteen minutes. I kept picturing Enola alone in that room, still weak from everything that had happened to her, with a stranger standing over her bed in a white coat that meant nothing at all. Luca's hand found mine at some point without either of us acknowledging it, and I held on tighter than I meant to.We reached the hospital and I was out of t
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