The violent echoes of the midnight siege gradually receded into the ancient limestone foundations of the Citadel of Bonifacio, leaving behind an extraordinary, sacred stillness. Outside the three-foot-thick stone walls, the Category Two gale had completely blown out to sea. The Mediterranean was calm once more, its dark turquoise surface reflecting the tranquil silver glow of a crescent moon. The French Maritime Gendarmerie patrol cutters had finished escorting the seized…
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