Chapter 15
Chapter 17
Lucia was tired. She sat down on a wooden bench, rested her hands in her lap, straightened her back against the cool wall and looked up. The extravaganza of twists and twirls of decorative gold leaf in the high ceiling of what the officers at the police station referred to ...
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Chapters
1. Chapter 1
2. Chapter 2
3. Chapter 3

4. Chapter 4

5. Chapter 5

6. Chapter 6

7. Chapter 7

8. Chapter 8

9. Chapter 9

10. Chapter 10

11. Chapter 11

12. Chapter 12

13. Chapter 13

14. Chapter 14

15. Chapter 15

16. Chapter 16

17. Chapter 17

18. Chapter 18

19. Chapter 19

20. Chapter 20

21. Chapter 21

22. Chapter 22

23. Chapter 23

24. Chapter 24

25. Chapter 25

26. Chapter 26

27. Chapter 27


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