I couldn't stop looking at the sentence.
The key opens what must never be opened.
Those words seemed to stare back at me from the old page.
A key.
My father had been entrusted with a key.
By Richard Romano.
Then, six days later, the records said it had been returned.
But returned to whom?
And why had Elliot Hayes been involved?
I looked at Luca.
He hadn't moved.
"Did you know about this?"
"No."
"You're sure?"
"Yes."
I studied his face.
He looked genuinely shocked.
That scared me more than if he'd lied.
"Your father gave my father the key."
Luca nodded slowly.
"Apparently."
"Why?"
"I don't know."
I closed my eyes for a moment.
There it was again.
Another piece of information without an explanation.
I opened my eyes.
"What could the key open?"
Luca looked at the p
