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We headed southeast, weaving our way around smaller islands. Our destination was a peninsula that formed a breakwater between the Venetian Lagoon and
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Massimo
I had driven boats all my life – although sporadically. It was the result of lots of vacations on the shores of the Mediterranean, usually at
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Lucia
I was freaking OUT.
I hadn't seen anything like this since –
Well…
Since I was six years old.
And I was struggling to keep from having a pa
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Massimo
For all her fearsome behavior towards her underlings and the other families of the Cosa Nostra, the Widow must have been a pushover with her
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My insides turned cold and I felt like I might throw up.
For a split second, I was six years old again in the back of the car, my ears ringing from t
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As we pulled up to the pier outside Ca' Foscari University, one of the Widow's men jumped out to tie up our boat.
'Ca' was short for 'casa,' or house
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That had the desired effect.
Maybe the Widow had been right about shooting Giotto and – what had she called it? – setting a 'fearsome example.'
Rode
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As soon as her men were gone, the Widow turned to me. "Well, Signor Rosolini, it appears I owe you an apology."
"For what?"
"For not believing you a
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Giotto was full of concern for his employer – probably faked.
But he did a good job of staring at the dead bodies on the ground and then looking at t
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The door in the rear of the room – the one the salt-and-pepper guy had disappeared through a few minutes ago – opened about a foot.
I couldn't see an