Chapter 36
The next morning, Caterina lingered in the early predawn darkness at the rear kitchen door, cupping hot coffee in her hands. The house and vineyard were quiet, although the air still seemed charged with electricity.
Last night Santo had walked her and Marisa back to the house and made sure they were safe. She wanted to talk to him, but the house had erupted in chaos. The sheriff and the priest arrived after news of Luca’s demise had reached the town. The sheriff had interviewed each of them and taken statements. The priest had counseled them, prayed with them, and reassured them of God’s forgiveness for any sins they thought they might have committed.
He had no idea how many they’d racked up.
Caterina had barely closed her eyes to sleep before it was time to rise again, but
