LOGINThe archive stood in a converted stone building on the edge of the city.It had once been a private school, but its classrooms had been transformed into offices and storage rooms. Shelves lined the corridors, and old boxes were arranged behind locked doors. The place was quiet, with only a few staff members moving between the rooms.Luca arrived with Alice and Lorenzo shortly before ten.He had spent most of the previous night thinking about Margaret's words. His mother had carried his photograph. She had spoken about him. She had intended to return.Those facts had become something he could hold on to.The receptionist greeted them and checked their appointment."Mrs Shaw is expecting you. Please follow me."They were taken to a modest office overlooking the courtyard.Evelyn Shaw was standing beside a filing cabinet when they entered. She was in her late sixties, with short grey hair and a serious expression. She looked at Luca first, then at Lorenzo."You're here about Lydia Morgan
By the time Luca and Lorenzo returned to Orthus, the afternoon had begun to fade.Giovanni was in his office with Antonio and Damian. A series of documents lay across the desk, and the large screen behind them displayed a map of former Black Vipers properties.Luca entered without waiting for an invitation."We found Margaret Ellis."Giovanni looked up. "And?""She remembers my mother. Her name was Lydia Morgan."Antonio turned away from the screen. "That's the first confirmation we've had from someone who knew her personally.""She also remembered the pendant," Luca continued. "My mother stayed briefly at Haven House. She was separated from the group travelling north and later left with another woman."Damian folded his arms. "Did Margaret know where they went?""No. But she told us something important. My mother left a packet of documents with Evelyn Shaw, who took over the Haven House records when the residence closed."Antonio immediately began typing."That gives us a direct reas
The morning after Alice's boutique opening, Luca found himself staring at the small wooden box on his desk.He had opened it several times since returning from the north. Each time, he examined the pendant, turned it between his fingers and read the note left by his mother. He knew the words by heart now, but that did not stop him from reading them again.If I cannot return, keep these safe. One day he may ask why I left. Tell him I did not forget him. Tell him I was trying to make certain he would have a life beyond the things we were fighting.He had spent years believing his mother had disappeared from his life. The possibility that she had been forced to leave, that she had been trying to protect him, was both comforting and painful.A knock sounded against the open door.Lorenzo walked in, holding a tablet."You're still looking at that box?"Luca closed it carefully. "I suppose I am.""Have you decided whether we're visiting Margaret Ellis?""Yes. I want to hear what she remembe
Alice had imagined the opening of her new boutique many times.She had pictured the displays, the lighting, the music, and the first customers walking through the doors. She had also imagined the satisfaction of knowing that she had built something without relying on Giovanni's name.What she had not imagined was how nervous she would feel on the morning itself.She stood in the centre of the shop, inspecting the displays for the third time."Everything is ready," her assistant, Clara, assured her.Alice looked towards the front window."The lighting?""Checked.""The delivery?""Arrived.""The guest list?""Confirmed."Alice took a breath."Then why do I feel as though something is missing?"Clara smiled."Perhaps because you're waiting for someone."Alice gave her a warning look."Don't start.""I didn't say anything.""You were thinking it."Clara laughed.Alice glanced at her phone.There was a message from Luca.Luca: We have reached the northern district. I will call you when I
Richard Hale disliked being reminded of the past.He had spent years building a reputation that had nothing to do with the Council. He had changed companies, moved offices, and removed his name from several records. To the outside world, he was simply a private consultant who provided security advice to businesses.But the old network had not disappeared as completely as people believed.Some of its members had lost everything when the Council fell. Others had found new ways to survive.Richard had no intention of returning to the life he once lived.At least, that was what he told himself.The man seated opposite him placed a folder on the table."Your enquiries have attracted attention."Richard did not touch the folder."Whose attention?""The Russo family."He gave a humourless smile."That was inevitable.""You were supposed to be discreet.""I have been discreet.""Then explain why their technology specialist has traced two of the companies."Richard's expression hardened."Anto
Luca read Antonio's message three times."Transferred to private care. Northern district."It was not much, but it was enough to keep him awake.He had spent years searching for information about his mother, only to discover that the few records available had been scattered across different organisations and properties. Now, one name had led to another, and every answer seemed to reveal a new question.He entered the technology room shortly after breakfast.Antonio was already there, eating a pastry while examining the documents on his screen."You're becoming predictable," Antonio said without looking up."Good morning to you too.""I knew you'd come as soon as you read my message."Luca placed his phone on the desk."Tell me what you found."Antonio swallowed the last of his pastry and turned the screen towards him."The Bellmere shelter closed several months after the evacuation. Most of the residents were transferred to other locations. Your mother's name isn't on the final list,
Alexis had finally walked after Becca to their squad room so they could have that meeting and she wasn’t very happy about it. After all she was their vice- captain and she was the one that should have been the one calling for a meeting, yet she was being called to one. Although she followed
Samantha and Brittany mad their way to where Don Russo was and stood close but not to close. Samantha looked up at the painting before her and she smiled.“What are you smiling about?” Brittany asked loud enough for Don Russo and Luca’s ears to hear.“I am smil
The following day Alice was couped up under her duvet because she refused to leave her bed unless absolutely necessary. She had bathed of course and had her meals on time, but she refused to see anyone otherwise. Alice was beginning to regret ever asking to join into her brother’s Mafia once upon
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