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Alessandro RossiIt took Kira eleven minutes.I spent every one of them standing at the window with my back to the room, looking at the park going gold under a dying sun, and not seeing a single tree.When she spoke, her voice was careful in a way that made me turn around.“I have it,” she said. “Two documents. Do you want them on screen, or on paper?”“Paper.”She printed them. The old laser printer in the corner clunked and whirred and spat out two sheets, and she carried them across the room and held them out like a woman handing over a bomb. I took them. My hand was steady. That was the worst part. I’d trained my hands to be steady my whole life, and they obeyed me now with an almost insulting calm.The first was a New York City birth certificate.Name: Santiago Reyes.Date of birth: July 11.Place: Bronx, New York.Mother: Valentina Reyes, age 19.Father: (blank).A small, stark square of white. A man’s absence, reduced to a line of unprinted paper.I read the date

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Isabella RossiI’d rehearsed what I would say to my brother for nineteen hours, and the moment I stepped off the elevator I forgot every word.Because there was a woman in his kitchen.She stood at the marble island in a gray cotton shirt that came to mid-thigh, her bare legs long and bruised, her feet wrapped in clean white gauze. Dark hair twisted up in a careless knot. A mug of tea steamed in front of her. And she was looking at me over the rim of it with eyes so green and so wary that I stopped short in the doorway with the garment bag still over my arm.I knew her at once.Not from the photos Kira had pulled. From the way she stood: weight back, one hand within reach of the knife block, her gaze moving over me and past me to the elevator, the windows, the door to the terrace. She was counting exits.I’d seen Mateo do exactly that in every room he’d ever entered.“You’re the sister,” she said.“And you’re the thief.”A pause. A corner of her mouth moved, split and tender,

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Alessandro RossiLuca hugged me.I let him. I stood in my own hallway with a man’s arms around my shoulders, the smell of his cologne in my nose, the paper bag of pastries crushed between us, and I put my hand on his back and patted it twice, the way I’d done a thousand times before.My hand didn’t shake. I’ve never been prouder of anything.“You look like hell,” he said, drawing back, searching my face with warm brown eyes. “Jesus, boss. Gino told me you were sleeping. I couldn’t sit still. Eleven calls, and nothing. I thought you were dead in a ditch.”“I was tired.”“You were gone for four days.”“It was a long four days.” I stepped aside. “Come in.”We settled in the living room under a wall of black glass, the city glittering below. Luca poured wine. I accepted a glass I had no intention of drinking. Gino hovered by the window like a man at his own execution, and I gave him a small nod, the signal we’d agreed on: Stay, say nothing, breathe.Luca set the pastries on the t

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Valentina ReyesI wrote it on the back of a takeout menu, with a pencil I’d found in his kitchen drawer.It took three tries. The first time, my handwriting shook. The second time, I crossed out so many lines that it looked like a ransom note. By the third, I’d stopped pretending it was a list and let it be what it was: a negotiation. A contract. A set of terms drawn up by a woman who’d spent three years learning how to say no in a way that sounded like yes.It was past midnight. Three days since the plane.The penthouse had gone dark and quiet around me, the city a distant hum beyond the glass. I sat on the marble island in the kitchen in a pair of his sweatpants and a black T-shirt, with my bandaged feet propped on a stool and a mug of cold chamomile at my elbow. My heart beat like a fist.I’d heard him come in at four, and he hadn’t come to my room. He’d stood in the hall so long that I thought he might have left again. Then the study door had closed.Gino had brought dinner

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Alessandro Rossi“I’m asking,” she said.Two words. I’d waited three years to hear them, and when they came they didn’t sound like surrender. They sounded like a dare.I didn’t touch her yet. My hands were fists at my sides, and every muscle in my body was shaking with the effort of not.“Say it clearly. All of it.”Valentina sat on the marble island with her bandaged feet on a stool and her pencil-scrawled menu forgotten beside her, green eyes black in the low light, chest rising fast under my old T-shirt. She dragged her bottom lip between her teeth and let it go, red and wet.“I want you to fuck me,” she said. “The way you’ve been thinking about for three years. And if I say the word, you stop.”“And if you don’t?”“Then don’t you fucking dare.”I lifted her off the counter and she wrapped her legs around my waist and bit my mouth.Not a kiss. A bite. Her teeth sank into my bottom lip hard enough to sting, and I tasted copper, and a sound came out of my chest that I didn’

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I woke at 4:45 to the feeling of being watched.Not the cold, crawling kind I’d known in alleys. This was warmer. Heavier. I opened my eyes in the gray pre-dawn, and Alessandro was lying on his side with his head propped on one hand, looking at me as if I might evaporate if he blinked.“You do this every morning?” I said, voice thick with sleep.“Do what?”“Wake up at a quarter to five.”“Since I was twenty.” His thumb moved across my cheekbone. “It’s the only quiet hour. Nobody wants anything from me.”“I want something from you.”“What?”I thought about it. My body ached in deliciously unfamiliar places. There was a bite mark on my shoulder, a handprint on my ass that stung when I shifted, and a soreness between my thighs that made me smile into the pillow. I had never in my life felt so thoroughly and unapologetically used.“Show me the rose,” I said.His expression changed.“Now?”“You said it’s on your desk. I want to see it.”For a moment, I thought he would refuse.

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Alessandro RossiThe prisoner broke on the twentieth hour.He gave me three things. The names of the eight men who’d hit the warehouse. The fact that a man named Luca had called Enzo’s number eleven minutes after he left my penthouse. And a sentence he said while Gino was changing the ice in his bucket, in a hoarse, almost tender voice, like a man passing along a family recipe.Ask the woman at the club. She’s always known where the girl would be.I didn’t say anything. I put down the pliers. I walked out into the cold, washed my hands in a utility sink until the water ran clear, and stood there staring at my own face in a cracked mirror.Rosa.Two nights later, I took Valentina to Eclipse.“You’re sure,” I said, in the car.“No.”“We don’t have to.”“Yes we do.” She sat beside me in the back of the Maybach in a slim black dress and flat boots over healing feet, a mask of smoky silk dangling from one finger. Her hair was down. Her mouth was painted dark red. She looked like

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Valentina ReyesFor one stupid second, I wanted to throw my arms around her.Rosa stood in the gap of the curtain with tears streaking her rouge and her hands trembling at her chest, the same ringed, motherly hands that had once pressed a stolen sandwich into mine in a diner on Ninth Avenue. She smelled of talc and expensive perfume and cigarettes. Eleven years of Eclipse had settled into the lines around her mouth.Then Alessandro moved, and the moment shattered.He was on his feet before I’d climbed off his lap, fastening his belt with a single flick of one hand, the other already inside his jacket. Not a weapon. I knew that, from the set of his shoulders. But his whole body had gone still and flat and dangerous in a way I recognized from a burned-out finca, and Rosa’s eyes slid to him and went wide.“Don’t,” I said.“Valentina.”“Don’t. Not her.”He looked at me over the top of his mask. His eyes were cold.“I need to ask her something,” he said.“Then ask me to ask first

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Enzo BianchiEnzo watched the tape twice.The first time, he watched it as a man watches a play, with idle interest and a glass of Barolo. The second time, he watched it as a surgeon watches an X-ray.On the monitor in his study, grainy gray footage from a camera hidden in the lamp of booth four. A man in a black mask on a leather seat. A girl in smoke beside him. The audio had a soft hiss to it, a hundred muffled bodies in the background, and over the top, the thin, clear voices of two people who had no idea anyone was listening.I’m yours, the man said. God help me. I’m yours.Enzo laughed softly.He’d known Dante Rossi for thirty years. He’d drunk with him, sat beside him at weddings and funerals, watched him bury his enemies and his friends. Dante had never once said those words to anyone. Not to his wife. Not to God. And now his son lay in a velvet booth in a nightclub Enzo owned, saying them to a thief.Like father, like son, he thought. Always a weakness.He leaned forw

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Valentina ReyesThe line rang eleven times and went to a dead tone.I hung up. I dialed again. Ten digits, a prayer I’d said so often it had stopped being a number and become a shape in my hand. It rang and rang in a kitchen four thousand miles away, in a rented flat in Laureles, on a counter where a woman with a cold voice kept a plastic phone.Nothing.“Again,” I whispered.“Valentina.”“Again.”I dialed. Alessandro stood behind me in the penthouse’s dark living room with his hands in his pockets, his silhouette black against the glittering window. He hadn’t said a word since the car. He’d let me walk through the front door and ask for the phone, and he’d handed it to me without a question, and now he stood behind me like a man holding a door against a storm.The call rang out again.“She’s not answering,” I said. My voice sounded thin. “She always answers. Even at three in the morning, even when she’s angry. She says it’s the only way she knows I’m alive.”“Try the landli

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