Lorenzo’s Discovery.
The worn leather ledger in front of Lorenzo was covered in flickering shadows from the candlelight as he sat at his desk. The big book, which had a split spine from age, included records of transactions, some of which were ordinary and others that were marked with symbols he didn't understand. The air was heavy with the smell of ink and paper, and a subtle trace of damp stone from his private chamber's walls.
His brow furrowed as he turned the pages and looked at a series of payments made to unregistered beneficiaries. The names were hidden by ambiguous titles like Winter's Shadow and Anonymous Benefactor, and the sums were significant.
Montelupo.
A shiver ran down his spine as the name jumped off the page. The money was sent to rebel groups close to Montelupo's bo
