"You're leaving tonight," Vittorio Mancini said as he was basically fidgeting around. His large study was in complete disarray. Men moved in and out of the room carrying weapons, stacks of documents, and boxes of ammunition. Phones rang constantly, as voices barked instructions in rapid Italian.Outside the windows, the Mancini estate looked more like a military compound than a family home right now. Everybody knew what was coming.War.Andressa stood near the desk with her arms folded tightly across her chest."No," she replied to her father.Vittorio looked up from the papers he had been reviewing."What?""I said no," she replied."Andressa…""I'm not leaving."Her father sighed at this. He should have been angry at this show that she was putting on right now, but he didn’t even have the luxury to be angry. He was too tired for it. There were so many things that required his attention right now and he needed Andressa to be fully out of the way for him to actually focus on them.
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