26
DOMINIC
“He is useless now,” I heard my father muttering as he stood over the dead body on the floor; the thick crimson blood slowly crawled towards his Amadeo Testoni loafers.
It was the third dead man in twenty-hours, and my sister was still in the wind. And so was Lorenzo—the man I had trust...
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