Dawn broke over the Gulf of Castellammare in cold, luminous strokes of lavender and slate gray. Below the cliffside terrace of Villa Bellini, the Mediterranean swell rolled against the volcanic sea caves in a steady, hypnotic cadence. Inside the subterranean war room of the villa, located forty feet beneath the Norman foundations in a vaulted stone chamber that had once stored gunpowder for Spanish galleons, the atmosphere was charged with…
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