Chapter 82
- Alessia
- I hadn’t slept. I could hardly breathe anymore.
- The locket lay cold in my pocket. The microfilm had been scanned, copied, encrypted a dozen times over. I knew what I saw. The boy beside the man labeled V. Ricci… that wasn’t just anyone. That was Marco. Maybe younger, but it was him. And the idea that this man had been in my life all along, hiding in plain sight…