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Chapter Seven
Armand
After she flees without her guns, leaving me alone with my l**t and turmoil, I watch her drive off down the road, going only a little too fast. Marina. Cara mia, I am so sorry.
I hate being the bearer of bad news.
I turn the upstairs lights back on, reset the security system, and go upstairs to my library again. I bring up my file on Marina and her family on my tablet and shake my head as I look over all the ugly details that I have not told her yet. She’s braver and cleverer than expected, but I know she would never have believed me if I tried to explain the truth about her father’s murder straight out.
It started out small, well before Marina was ever born, when both her father and his partner were department heads at the county hospital. It was decades befor
