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Holy Lies (chapt. 49)
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So, here I am, looking at the Vatican. It’s all bright and shiny, like some holy scam. Beautiful and sacred, sure. But I’ve seen enough of these places to know that power’s always hiding in the quiet. And let me tell you, that silence? It’s louder than a bomb sometimes. Gianni gave us a name: Monsignor Calvino. Quiet dude, but his file’s got a lot of noise. He used to be a reformist, but got tangled up in Vatican politics. Elena used to trust him—before she took off, before she died. Now Viktor wants him out of the picture. So, he’s still got something to say, huh? Getting in? Easy peasy. But not making a scene on holy ground—that’s the tricky part. Alessia made it clear we had to keep things clean, but she never said anything about being gentle. So, I dressed like the priest they’d really be scared of—black clothes, quiet like a shadow, and ready for anything. Matteo and Alessia stayed back at the safehouse, close enough to jump in if I didn’t make it back. I moved through those
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