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Chapter Thirteen
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2026-11-03 03:22:57
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"Don't scream."A hand clamped over her mouth, and Elena bit it.Marco swore and jerked back. The car swerved. She was already clawing for the door, but the locks clicked down and her fingers slid off the cold plastic. Her head throbbed behind her eyes like someone had put a drill in it. Outside the window the street was wet and orange and moving too fast."Stop! Elena, I'm not going to hurt you!""You took me!""I know how it looks.""It looks like a kidnapping!""Okay. It looks like that too." He shook his bitten hand against the wheel, teeth gritted. "That's a good bite, by the way. Sandro wasn't lying."She stopped clawing. Her mouth tasted like pears and iron. She dragged in breath after breath until the car stopped tilting, and in the quiet she looked down and saw her right hand clenched so tight the nails had left half-moons in her palm.Something stiff was inside it. A playing card.“Don't look. Don't show him.”She slid the fist under her thigh and turned her head. Sofia lay
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"Mamma?"The word scraped out of him. His mouth tasted like pennies and old pears. The phone lay faceup on the rug, lighting a small circle of carpet. The call timer ticked. Eight seconds. Nine."Alessandro. Are you hurt?""Where are you? Mamma, where—"Gideon bent and picked up the phone. He'd pulled off his mask. In the lamplight his face looked older than it had at the funeral, the skin gone loose around his jaw."Hello, Isabella."Silence on the line. Then her voice, lower, with something in it Alexander had never heard from her. Ice. "Gideon. You sound old.""You sound alive. That's a surprise.""Put the girl down.""Which girl?""Richard's daughter. She's done nothing to you.""She's done everything to me. She's the only person alive who can read what he left." Gideon turned his head toward the man holding a tablet. "Trace it."The man shook his head, eyes on the screen. "Six relays. Bounced through six countries."Gideon's grip tightened on the phone. Alexander saw it from the
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"Don't touch her."Alexander said it into the carpet. His mouth wasn't working right. The words came out thick, like his tongue had been swapped for wet cloth. He had Elena's wrist in his left hand, and he couldn't feel his fingers, so he squeezed harder. If he squeezed hard enough, maybe the grip would stay when he didn't.The study door had opened. He knew because the air changed. A cold draft pushed the sweet smell sideways, and two pairs of black boots stopped in front of his face. Rubber masks. Gray canisters on their belts. A third pair of shoes, polished brown, stopped last."It's all right, gentlemen," Gideon said, muffled behind his own mask. "He can't hurt anyone.""Touch her and I'll—""You'll what? Nap?"Get up. You've been in worse. You got up when they told you about Mamma. Get up.His arm moved an inch. The floor stuck to his cheek.One of the masked men bent and took Elena by the shoulders. Alexander's body did something his head hadn't approved. He lunged, got a handf
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"Open the door, Gideon."Alexander said it flat, with his shoulder already against the wood. Then he hit it. The door didn't move. He hit it again, and the whole frame shuddered and nothing gave."It's steel inside," Elena said. "Dad had it reinforced when I was twelve.""Why?""He said burglars.""Did you believe him?""I was twelve."On the other side, Gideon's voice came through calm and unhurried, close to the keyhole. "Please don't hurt yourself, Alexander. That door was built to hold for forty minutes against a team. You're one man with a bad temper.""I'll show you a bad temper.""I'm sure you will. But not tonight." A soft creak, like he'd leaned against the wall. "Elena, sweetheart. Can you hear me?"She didn't answer. She was looking at Sofia.Sofia hadn't moved from her father's chair. She'd pulled her bare feet up under her and wrapped both arms around her knees. Her phone lay on the desk with the screen dark. Up close Elena could see the bruise on her wrist, small and pur
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"Call it back.""It could be a trap.""It could be my father, Alexander.""Your father is dead.""Then call it back and prove it."Alexander took the phone out of her hand. His thumb hovered over the green button. Then he put it on speaker and held it between them like it was something that might go off.It rang four times. Then a click, and a man's voice, dry and clipped and tired."You've reached Richard Hart. I'm not available. Leave your name, your number, and the reason it couldn't wait."Elena's hand flew to her mouth. Her knees went soft. Alexander caught her elbow without looking, like he'd been standing there waiting for exactly that."It's the old greeting," she said through her fingers. "He recorded it in 2011. I begged him to change it.""A voicemail isn't a person.""I know what a voicemail is.""Enzo." Alexander raised his voice without turning. "Trace it."Enzo had come back in and was standing over Kessler's body with a tablecloth from nowhere, arranging it with the ca
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“Stay behind the table.”“He’s dead, Alexander. Harold’s dead.”“I know. Stay behind it.”Alexander had her by the elbow and was hauling her backward across the broken glass. His other hand held the gun pointed at the open door. Her palms were red to the wrists. She’d wiped them on her skirt and it hadn’t helped.Boots hammered somewhere above the ramp. Enzo’s voice cut through, hoarse. “Clear left! Left, left, he’s going for the fire stairs!” A door slammed. Then nothing. Even the lights seemed to hum quieter.“They got him?” Elena said.“They’ll tell us.”“You don’t know.”“I know you’re not leaving this room until I do.” He lowered the gun an inch. Still watching the door, he said, “Don’t look at the body.”“I already did.”“Then don’t look again.”She looked again. Harold Kessler lay on his side with one arm out, the bag of ice a few feet away, melting on the concrete. His bow tie was still crooked. She kept thinking someone should fix it.He’s going to lie there with his tie wron
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