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I rarely receive any. Rocco installed a device management software on my phone that only lets me communicate with people on my contacts list. And he is the only one with a passcode that allows him to add contacts or change permissions. For months, there’ve been exactly five numbers on my list. Rocco’s. The housekeeper’s. And the numbers for the three security chiefs—one for each shift. His most trusted people. But another number had been added three weeks ago. I click on the notification and the new chat frame fills the screen. Well, fills isn’t exactly accurate since it contains only one word. 19:47 Alessandro Zanetti: Hand? I can’t help but smile. It’s so like him. I touch the tip of my finger to his message. It’s just one tiny word, but warmth spreads inside my chest from simply l

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