Chapter 56

• It started on a Monday morning, the kind of grey sky morning that makes the world feel like it’s holding its breath. I had barely taken two sips of coffee when Claudia called me, her voice already clipped at the edges.
• “There are people from the Internal Board at the Trieste store. Suits. Not buyers.”
• I stood by the window, staring at the mist crawling over the rooftops like it knew what was coming. I didn’t speak. I didn’t have to.