The east conservatory was a glass-domed solarium filled with exotic orchids, citrus trees, and climbing ivy, overlooking the manicured rose gardens of the estate. The morning sun struggled through the heavy fog, casting a pale, milky light across the wrought-iron patio furniture. Capo Salvatore Rossi sat with a porcelain cup of espresso in front of him, looking visibly haggard. His silver hair was neatly combed, but dark bags shadowed his…
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