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The jet landed smooth, wheels kissing the tarmac like a whisper.
Then the soft ding of the intercom.
A voice spoke in clear, formal Italian:
"Benvenuti a Roma. L’ora locale è le 10:42 del mattino. Restate seduti fino al completo arresto dell’aeromobile."
Silas blinked, still a little groggy. The...
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