The calm of their return was shattered late that evening at Villa Falco. While Chiara was in the library cataloging the Swiss evidence, Marco requested an urgent, private audience with Salvatore in the subterranean wine cellar beneath the fortress. The vaulted cellar, cut directly into the ancient Roman tuff, smelled of damp stone and vintage oak barrels. Suspended above an interrogation chair under harsh overhead spotlights was Paolo, one of…
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