Chapter 134

• Author’s POV
• The dusty streets of the slums stirred as a sleek black bulletproof SUV rolled in. Children playing soccer paused mid-kick, mouths agape. Even the nosiest neighbors peeked from their curtains. This was no ordinary car for a place like this.
• From the passenger side, the door opened, and out stepped Arianna Bellandi, her heels clicking against the uneven pavement, her long dark hair flowing like silk behind her. She looked nothing like the struggling woman who had once lived here.