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chapter 166

Author: Deedson
last update publish date: 2026-08-28 10:17:35

POV: Matteo

"Read it again, Salvatore. Slowly this time, because one of these four names belongs to someone I have trusted with my life." I did not recognize the coldness in my own voice as I stared at the paper spread across my desk.

Salvatore read the names aloud in the quiet study, each one landing like a small, deliberate blow. Enzo Marchetti. Salvatore himself. A junior accountant named Pietro who managed the household ledgers. And Isabella, though I refused even to let that name settle se
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