The Auction Ring
But what was she asking, what secret, no one knew.
Michelangelo had his jaw to the floor. The girl who cried, who never said a word to him, endured every torture that was making his father fall on his knees just with her words. Who was she? With black dress, he knew that they were the vigilantes. He had seen that uniform before. But how was Renata Vigilantes. She always lived with him, she never went out, then when would she perform her vigilante duty?
“What about the product, Vittore?” asked Renata.