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<\/figure>\n\n\n\nBut he had been making the same terrible sound I made when my throat closed. I had remembered Mama crying in the back of the taxi, begging me to stay awake. I had remembered how the hospital lights blurred above me while strangers placed a mask over my face.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I could not watch someone else disappear that way.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cHe needed it,\u201d I said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Mama closed her eyes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
For one second, she looked as though she might cry.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Then Alejandro spoke.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYour daughter saved my life.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Mama turned toward him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The most feared man in the city was still on the floor, his breathing uneven, his face pale beneath the dark shadow of his beard.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Yet his gaze remained fixed on me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cShe used her own medicine,\u201d he continued. \u201cKnowing she might need it later.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Mama\u2019s arms tightened around me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cShe is four years old,\u201d she said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
There was no pride in her voice.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Only terror.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Because Mama understood something I did not.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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Saving Alejandro Moretti did not make us safe.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
It made everyone notice us.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
A distant siren rose beyond the gates.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
One of the guards had called the private medical team. Their vehicles swept through the courtyard moments later, headlights flashing across the tall windows.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Two doctors entered the study carrying emergency cases and oxygen equipment. They pushed everyone aside, placed a mask over Alejandro\u2019s face, and began checking his pulse.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
While they worked, the screaming from the east wing stopped.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The silence afterward felt worse.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Alejandro pulled the oxygen mask down.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cOpen that door,\u201d he said again.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The older doctor frowned. \u201cMr. Moretti, you need to remain still.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThen open it while I remain still.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The doctor glanced at the armed men surrounding him and wisely stopped arguing.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Marco dragged Luca to the center of the room. Two guards held his arms behind his back.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWhere are the keys?\u201d Marco demanded.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Luca smiled.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cAsk the maid.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Mama stiffened.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
All eyes turned toward her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cShe has been wandering this house for years,\u201d Luca continued. \u201cGoing into rooms she was told to avoid. Listening at doors. Perhaps she knows more than she admits.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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\u201cThat is a lie,\u201d Mama said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Her voice was quiet, but I felt her heart pounding beneath my cheek.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Luca tilted his head.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cIs it?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Alejandro pulled the oxygen mask away again.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cSearch him.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Marco found three keys in Luca\u2019s inner pocket.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
One opened the private armory.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
One opened the security room.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The third was small, old, and silver.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I recognized it immediately.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThat one,\u201d I whispered.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Marco looked at me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThe lady in the video had it.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Luca\u2019s jaw tightened.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Alejandro saw.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cTake us to the east wing.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The doctor stood. \u201cAbsolutely not.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Alejandro looked at him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The doctor slowly sat back down.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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Within minutes, Alejandro was placed in a wheelchair because he refused the stretcher. The oxygen cylinder was secured beside him. Marco pushed him into the hallway while four guards surrounded Luca.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Mama carried me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The mansion seemed different as we moved through it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Usually, its halls were quiet and beautiful, filled with polished marble, dark paintings, and chandeliers that sparkled like frozen rain. Tonight, shadows gathered in every doorway. The guards whispered into radios. Servants watched from behind corners, their frightened faces vanishing whenever Luca looked toward them.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
We crossed the main staircase and entered a corridor I had never seen before.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The east wing.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Mama had always told me it was empty.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The air smelled of dust and roses.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
At the far end stood a pair of carved wooden doors with brass handles. A chain had been wrapped through them and secured with a heavy lock.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Marco inserted the silver key.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Luca spoke for the first time since leaving the study.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou should think carefully before opening that.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Alejandro did not look at him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cBecause some truths destroy more than lies.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Marco turned the key.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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The lock clicked.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Behind the doors came a faint scraping sound.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Mama stepped backward.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I buried my face against her shoulder.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The chain fell to the carpet.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Marco opened the doors.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
At first, I saw only darkness.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Then a woman stepped into the light.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
She was thin and barefoot, wearing a gray dress that hung loosely from her shoulders. Her dark hair had been cut unevenly, as though someone had hacked at it with scissors. Bruises marked her wrists.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
But her face\u2014<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Her face looked like Mama\u2019s.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Not exactly.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Mama\u2019s eyes were brown. The woman\u2019s were nearly black.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Mama\u2019s mouth was soft. The woman\u2019s expression had been sharpened by fear.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Still, the resemblance was so strong that even Alejandro stopped breathing for a moment.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The woman stared at Mama.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cIsabella,\u201d she whispered.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Mama made a sound I had never heard before.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
It was not a scream.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
It was the sound of something inside her breaking open.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cLucia?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The woman began to cry.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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Mama lowered me to the floor and ran forward.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
They collided in the middle of the corridor, their arms closing around each other. The woman clung to Mama as though she had been drowning for years and had finally found land.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I stood beside Alejandro\u2019s wheelchair, confused.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Mama had never told me she had a sister.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Not once.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Luca laughed softly behind us.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Alejandro turned.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou locked her here.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI protected this house.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou imprisoned a woman in my home.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Luca\u2019s eyes shifted toward Lucia.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cShe came here to destroy you.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Lucia pulled away from Mama.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cNo,\u201d she said. \u201cI came to warn him.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Her voice trembled from disuse.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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Alejandro watched her carefully.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWarn me about what?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Lucia looked at Luca.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He stared back with such hatred that Marco tightened his grip on him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cNot here,\u201d Lucia whispered.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Alejandro\u2019s breathing worsened.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The doctor hurried forward, replacing the oxygen mask and checking the monitor clipped to his finger.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou need a hospital,\u201d the doctor said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Alejandro raised one hand.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cFive minutes.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou could collapse again.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThen use them wisely.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Lucia wrapped her arms around herself.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Mama stood beside her, one hand on her shoulder.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI worked at the Belladonna Hotel,\u201d Lucia began. \u201cSeven years ago.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
A murmur passed through the guards.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Even I knew that name.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The Belladonna had burned down before I was born. Mama said dozens of people had died, though nobody agreed on how the fire started.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Lucia continued.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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\u201cI was a bookkeeper. I saw payments moving through the hotel accounts. Money from Moretti businesses was being transferred into companies overseas.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Alejandro\u2019s expression did not change.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWho authorized them?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cNo one from your family.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Her eyes moved toward Luca.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cHe did.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Luca smiled.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cA frightened prisoner says my name, and suddenly it becomes truth?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Lucia ignored him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI copied the records. I planned to give them to Mr. Moretti. But Luca found out.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Mama covered her mouth.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Lucia\u2019s eyes filled with tears.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cHe set the fire. He told everyone I died inside.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The corridor became completely still.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Alejandro\u2019s face turned colder than the marble beneath us.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou have proof?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Lucia nodded.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI hid the original ledger before the fire.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWhere?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
She looked toward Mama.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cIn the only place Luca could never search without exposing himself.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Mama seemed to understand.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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Her hand flew to the silver necklace at her throat.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The necklace from the recording.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
She had worn it every day of my life.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
It held a tiny oval locket with a picture of me as a baby.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Lucia reached for it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThat was our mother\u2019s,\u201d she said. \u201cThe back opens.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Mama shook her head. \u201cIt does not.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cIt does if you press the hinge twice.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Mama removed the necklace.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Her fingers trembled as she pressed the tiny hinge.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
There was a faint click.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The back of the locket opened, revealing a narrow compartment.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Inside was a folded piece of paper no larger than my fingernail.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Marco took it carefully.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cIt looks blank.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cHeat,\u201d Lucia said. \u201cThe ink appears with heat.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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Luca stopped smiling.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Alejandro noticed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cTake it to the security room.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Marco handed the paper to another guard, who hurried away.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Alejandro turned back to Lucia.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWhy did you come here seven years later?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI did not.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Her answer made Mama frown.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Lucia\u2019s voice dropped.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI came here six years ago.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Mama stared at her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou were alive all this time?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI tried to find you. Luca found me first.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
She looked toward the locked room behind her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cHe kept me there.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Mama began shaking.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou were in this house?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Lucia nodded.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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\u201cAll these years?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Mama crossed the corridor before anyone could stop her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
She slapped Luca across the face.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The sound echoed under the chandeliers.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou let me grieve her,\u201d Mama said. \u201cYou watched me light candles for her every birthday.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Luca slowly turned his head back toward her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou should be grateful.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cGrateful?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cShe stayed alive.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Mama struck him again.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
This time Marco did not interfere.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Alejandro watched in silence.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Then Lucia looked at me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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Her expression changed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
She stared at my face, my pink backpack, and the rabbit ears peeking over my shoulder.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cHow old is she?\u201d she asked.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cFour,\u201d Mama replied.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Lucia went pale.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cFour?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Mama moved instinctively in front of me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWhat is it?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Lucia did not answer.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
She stepped closer.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Her eyes searched my face as though she were looking for something hidden beneath my skin.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Then she whispered, \u201cWhat is her full name?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cEmma Sofia DeLuca.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Lucia staggered backward.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Mama grabbed her arm. \u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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Lucia looked toward Alejandro.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Then at Luca.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Then back at me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cNo,\u201d she repeated. \u201cThat is impossible.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Luca smiled again.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
It was small and cruel.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou should have left the child in the basement.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Alejandro\u2019s hand tightened on the wheelchair armrest.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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\u201cWhat does Emma have to do with this?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Luca said nothing.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Lucia sank to her knees in front of me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
She touched my cheek with shaking fingers.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cDoes she have allergies?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Mama frowned.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cTo what?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cPeanuts. Certain tree nuts. Bee stings.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Lucia closed her eyes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cJust like him.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Alejandro\u2019s gaze sharpened.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cLike whom?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Lucia looked up.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYour brother.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The name seemed to fill the hallway without being spoken.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Gabriel Moretti.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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Alejandro\u2019s younger brother had died five years earlier. Mama had once told me he was the only person in the mansion who laughed loudly. His portrait hung above the grand staircase\u2014a handsome man with dark eyes, a crooked smile, and a small scar near his left eyebrow.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Lucia looked at me again.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I had a tiny scar in the same place.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I got it when I fell from a chair at two years old.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
At least, that was what Mama had told me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Alejandro stared at the scar.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Then at Mama.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cExplain.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Mama took a step back.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI cannot.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou will.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI do not know what she means.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Luca laughed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cIsabella always was convincing.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Mama spun toward him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou know nothing about my daughter.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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\u201cI know everything about her.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
My stomach twisted.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I reached for Mama\u2019s hand, but she did not notice.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Her eyes were fixed on Luca.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWhat did you do?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He leaned forward despite the guards holding him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI kept her alive.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Mama\u2019s face emptied.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThe night she was born, the hospital records disappeared. The nurse who delivered her left the country. The physician received enough money to forget the mother\u2019s name.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Alejandro rose halfway from the wheelchair.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The doctor pushed him back down.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWhose child is she?\u201d Alejandro demanded.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Nobody answered.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Then Lucia stood.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cShe is Gabriel\u2019s.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The world around me seemed to stop.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I did not understand every word, but I understood the way Mama\u2019s hand slipped from mine.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I understood the expression on Alejandro\u2019s face.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I understood that everyone was looking at me differently.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Mama shook her head.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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Lucia turned to her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cIsabella, listen to me.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cGabriel came to the hotel before the fire. He knew the accounts were being stolen. He was helping me collect evidence.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Mama backed away.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou told me you never met him.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI lied to protect you.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cProtect me from what?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cFrom Luca.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Luca\u2019s smile disappeared.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Lucia continued quickly.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cGabriel knew someone inside the Moretti organization was planning to kill Alejandro and take control. He believed Luca was responsible. Before Gabriel died, he gave me a letter.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Alejandro\u2019s voice became dangerously quiet.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cHow did my brother die?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Everyone in the Moretti household knew the official story.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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Gabriel\u2019s car had left the road during a storm.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The vehicle burned before help arrived.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Lucia looked directly at Luca.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cHe did not die in an accident.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The guards shifted.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Luca finally struggled.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cEnough.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Marco forced him against the wall.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Lucia\u2019s voice grew stronger.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cGabriel discovered that Luca had been replacing loyal guards, redirecting money, and paying officials. He planned to tell Alejandro. Luca had his car sabotaged.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThat is a lie!\u201d Luca shouted.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Lucia flinched, but she continued.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cGabriel knew he might not survive. He said if anything happened to him, I had to protect the woman carrying his child.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Mama stopped breathing.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Lucia looked at her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The hallway blurred around me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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Mama\u2019s face had turned white.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI never told anyone,\u201d she whispered.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou told me,\u201d Lucia said. \u201cThe night you found out.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Mama closed her eyes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
A tear slipped down her cheek.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI did not know he was Gabriel Moretti. He told me his name was Gabriel Marino.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Alejandro stared at her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou knew my brother?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cFor three months.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Her voice cracked.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cHe came to the caf\u00e9 where I worked. He was kind. He made me laugh. He said he was leaving the city after finishing dangerous work. Then one night, he disappeared.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Her hand moved to her mouth.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cA week later, I saw his photograph in the newspaper. Gabriel Moretti. Dead in a crash.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Alejandro\u2019s face changed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The hardness remained, but grief moved beneath it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI was already pregnant,\u201d Mama said. \u201cI was terrified. I thought if your family knew, they would take the baby from me.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Alejandro looked at me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
For the first time since I had found him on the floor, he did not look like a mafia boss.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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He looked like a man seeing the last piece of someone he had lost.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWhy did you come to work here?\u201d he asked Mama.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
She wiped her tears.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cBecause I needed to know whether Gabriel had been what the newspapers said. A criminal. A monster.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cAnd?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Mama looked around the mansion.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI found men who frightened me. Men who carried weapons. Men who made people disappear.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Luca smirked.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Then Mama met Alejandro\u2019s eyes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cBut I also found a brother who kept Gabriel\u2019s room untouched for five years.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Alejandro looked away.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Mama continued.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI found someone who paid hospital bills for employees without taking credit. Someone who sent food to families whose names never appeared in any account book.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Alejandro\u2019s expression hardened again.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou still hid her from me.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI was protecting my child.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cFrom my enemies?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cFrom your world.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The words struck him harder than the poison.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Before he could respond, the guard who had carried the hidden paper returned.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
His face was grim.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWe heated it,\u201d he said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He placed a transparent evidence sleeve in Alejandro\u2019s hands.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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Faint brown writing covered the small piece of paper.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Numbers.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Dates.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Names.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Alejandro read silently.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Then he looked at Luca.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou transferred forty-eight million dollars.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Luca shrugged.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cMoney can be replaced.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou paid judges, police commanders, and three members of my council.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cLoyalty is expensive.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou murdered Gabriel.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Luca\u2019s smile returned.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou cannot prove that.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Lucia stepped forward.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThe ledger names the mechanic.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThe mechanic is dead.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Her eyes filled with hatred.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cBecause you killed him too.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Alejandro handed the paper to Marco.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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\u201cTake Luca below.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Luca laughed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou think this ends with me?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Alejandro\u2019s gaze did not waver.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cIt begins with you.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Two guards started dragging him away.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He twisted around.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou still do not understand the poison.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Alejandro raised a hand.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The guards stopped.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Luca\u2019s eyes moved toward the broken wineglass still lying in the distant study.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou think I poisoned the bottle to kill you?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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\u201cYou did.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He looked at me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI poisoned it to reveal her.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Mama pulled me behind her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Alejandro\u2019s voice became low.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWhat does that mean?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Luca smiled.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThe allergen in the wine was chosen carefully. Fast enough to terrify you. Slow enough for the medical team to save you.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou could not know Emma would be there.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI knew she was in the house.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Mama stared at him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou watched her?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI watched everyone.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He nodded toward the cameras hidden throughout the mansion.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI knew the child carried an EpiPen. I knew she had been taught how to use it. I knew Isabella hid her in the basement whenever important guests arrived.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The horror on Mama\u2019s face deepened.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou planned for her to find him.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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\u201cI planned for the mansion to discover what she was willing to sacrifice for a Moretti.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Alejandro looked at me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
My empty backpack suddenly felt heavier than stone.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Luca continued.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cBlood recognizes blood.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou risked her life,\u201d Mama whispered.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cShe was never in danger.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cShe has no medicine now!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThen buy another.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Mama lunged at him, but Marco blocked her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Luca\u2019s eyes returned to Alejandro.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThe poison was not the murder attempt.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
A terrible silence followed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Alejandro leaned forward.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWhat murder attempt?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Luca smiled wider.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThe one happening now.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Every light in the mansion went out.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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Darkness swallowed the corridor.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Someone shouted.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
A burst of gunfire echoed from the courtyard.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Glass shattered downstairs.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Mama grabbed me and dropped to the floor.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Guards drew weapons. Radios crackled with frantic voices.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cNorth gate breached!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cMultiple vehicles!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cPower system disabled!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cProtect Mr. Moretti!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The emergency lights flickered red.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
In their glow, I saw Luca slam his shoulder into Marco. Another guard reached for him, but Luca twisted free and ran toward the stairwell.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Alejandro shouted, \u201cStop him!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Two men chased after him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Mama lifted me into her arms.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cLucia, stay close!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
We hurried toward a side room while guards formed a shield around Alejandro.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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Outside, engines roared.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Men shouted across the grounds.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I heard more shots, closer this time.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The mansion that had always seemed impossible to enter was suddenly surrounded.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The doctors pushed Alejandro\u2019s wheelchair toward the secure elevator.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He resisted.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cMy people are outside.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou are barely breathing,\u201d the older doctor snapped. \u201cYou will die if you stay here.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Alejandro looked toward Mama and me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Then at Lucia.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cBring them.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The elevator opened.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
We crowded inside: Alejandro, the doctors, Mama, Lucia, Marco, two guards, and me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The doors began to close.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
A hand shot between them.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Everyone raised a weapon.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
It was Luca.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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Blood ran from a cut above his eye, but he was smiling.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He threw something into the elevator.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
A black device bounced across the floor.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The guards shouted.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Marco kicked it out just before the doors shut.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
An explosion shook the hallway.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The elevator dropped.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Mama screamed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The lights flickered.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
For one terrifying second, we fell too fast.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Then the emergency brakes caught, slamming us against the walls.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I hit the floor.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
My rabbit backpack slipped from my shoulders.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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The oxygen cylinder rolled away from Alejandro\u2019s chair, tearing the mask from his face.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The elevator stopped between floors.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Darkness returned.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cEmma?\u201d Mama cried.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI\u2019m here.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Her hands found me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Someone turned on a flashlight.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The beam moved across frightened faces.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Alejandro was slumped in the wheelchair.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The doctor reached him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cHis airway is swelling again.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Mama looked at the empty EpiPen still tucked into my backpack.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThere must be medicine in the medical case.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The second doctor opened it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
His face changed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThe epinephrine is gone.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Alejandro\u2019s breathing became a thin whistle.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Mama stared at the doctors.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cHow can it be gone?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The older doctor searched the case again.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cSomeone removed it.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Lucia looked toward the ceiling of the trapped elevator.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cLuca.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Marco struck the emergency panel.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cNo response.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He tried the radio.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Only static answered.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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Alejandro\u2019s fingers clawed at the wheelchair arm.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
His eyes met mine.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
They were beginning to lose focus.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Just as they had in the study.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Mama shook the doctors.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cDo something!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWe need epinephrine!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThere must be another injector in the house.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cNot where we can reach it.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Alejandro\u2019s head fell back.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Lucia grabbed the flashlight.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWait.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
She aimed it at my backpack.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The pink fabric had torn along one side when I fell.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Inside the ripped lining, something plastic gleamed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Mama pulled it free.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
A second EpiPen.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
She stared at it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThat is impossible.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I had never seen it before.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
My backpack held only one injector.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Mama had checked it that morning.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Lucia turned the device under the light.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
A strip of white tape had been wrapped around it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Three words were written across the tape.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
FOR GABRIEL\u2019S DAUGHTER.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Everyone stared at me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Mama\u2019s hands began to shake.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWho put this here?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
No one answered.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The doctor grabbed the injector.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He pressed it into Alejandro\u2019s thigh.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
A click filled the elevator.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Seconds passed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Alejandro gasped.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Air moved into his lungs.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The doctor held the oxygen mask against his face.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Slowly, the terrifying whistle softened.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Mama sank against the wall, clutching me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Lucia stared at the injector.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThis was planned,\u201d she whispered.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Marco looked at her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cBy Luca?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
She shook her head.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cHow can you know?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cLuca wanted Alejandro vulnerable. He removed the medicine from the case.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
She pointed to the handwriting on the tape.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cAnd Luca never called Emma Gabriel\u2019s daughter.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Alejandro opened his eyes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The flashlight cast deep shadows across his face.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThen who knew?\u201d he rasped.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The elevator shuddered.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Metal screamed above us.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Someone was forcing the doors open from the floor above.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Marco raised his weapon.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
A narrow gap appeared.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Hands reached through.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cMr. Moretti!\u201d a familiar voice called. \u201cWe are getting you out.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
It was Rosa, the elderly housekeeper.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
With help from the guards above, the doors were pried apart. A ladder was lowered into the elevator.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
One by one, we climbed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Alejandro went last, strapped carefully into a rescue harness.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The corridor above was filled with smoke.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Sprinklers poured water over the marble floors.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Guards rushed past us toward the north side of the mansion.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThe attackers are retreating,\u201d one shouted.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWho were they?\u201d Marco demanded.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cNo markings. Professional team.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cLuca?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cMissing.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Alejandro was placed on a stretcher.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The doctor finally took control.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou are going to the hospital now.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
This time, Alejandro did not argue.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
His eyes remained on me as the medical team carried him away.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Before they reached the stairs, he lifted one hand.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Mama hesitated.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Then she carried me closer.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Alejandro looked at the mysterious injector still in the doctor\u2019s hand.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cSomeone knew about Emma,\u201d he said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Mama held me tightly.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cSomeone knew the attack would happen.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cAnd someone wanted both of us alive.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Lucia stepped beside us.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Alejandro looked toward the smoke drifting through his mansion.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cBecause we are more useful alive than dead.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Outside, the attackers disappeared beyond the estate walls.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Luca vanished with them.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
By dawn, Alejandro was stable in a private hospital suite guarded by twenty men.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The police were told the mansion had suffered an electrical fire.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The staff were ordered to remain silent.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Lucia was placed under protection.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Mama and I were given a room beside Alejandro\u2019s.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I could not sleep.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Every time I closed my eyes, I heard the wineglass shatter.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Mama sat beside the window with Lucia. They spoke in whispers, trying to recover six stolen years in a single night.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I lay on the bed with my stuffed rabbit.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
My backpack rested on a chair.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Its torn lining hung open.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Something inside it scratched softly against the fabric.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
At first, I thought it was part of the zipper.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Then I reached inside.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
My fingers found a tiny object hidden deeper in the lining.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
A silver memory card.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The same kind Marco had taken from the bookshelf camera.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
There was a folded note wrapped around it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I opened the paper.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The handwriting matched the words on the second EpiPen.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Emma,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
If Alejandro survives, give this only to him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Do not trust the woman who calls herself Lucia.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
My heart began pounding.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Across the room, Mama\u2019s sister turned her head.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Her dark eyes locked onto mine.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Then she smiled.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Not the frightened smile of a rescued prisoner.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
A calm smile.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
A knowing smile.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
And beneath the blanket covering her lap, I saw a small silver key resting in her hand.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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