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cases across polished floors while security guards visibly tensed.
“I’m here to see Alessandro Vitale,” I told the desk attendant.
Her professional smile flickered.
“I’m sorry, but Mr. Vitale isn’t accepting visitors.”
“Tell him Sienna Walsh is here with his money. He’ll want to see me.”
She made a call.
Thirty seconds later, Matteo appeared looking resigned.continue reading …
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