Dante stood in the center of the ruined library, taking in the three mercenary bodies sprawled on the shattered glass, the overturned armchair, the dark stain on the Persian carpet where Elena had fallen. Valeria's words still rang in his ears: six men in diving gear, down the cliff ropes to a waiting speedboat. Beside him, two of Elena's guards were receiving medical aid, and the smell of tear gas…
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