Dante’s voice came from the living room.“We checked. The car belonged to a guest of someone in the neighborhood.”Selena sniffled softly.“But I’m so frightened. Ever since that letter arrived, I keep feeling as though someone is going to take Lulu away from me.”“No one will bother you here.”“But isn’t this Viola’s house?”My steps stopped beside the doorway.After a brief silence, Dante said,“She still has the estate.”I went no farther.The keys pressed into my palm. At dinner, he had pushed them toward me as though they could settle everything between us. He had never mentioned that someone else was already using them.Through the half-open door, I saw Lucia curled up on the sofa.Dante was adjusting a child’s GPS watch on her wrist.“Don’t take this off,” he told her. “If anything happens, press here, and I’ll get the alert.”The little girl nodded, then caught the hem of his shirt.“Will you ever ignore my calls again?”Dante’s hands paused.“No.”I lowered my head and looked
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