Keep Your Head Down

The names Riccardo Marco Vincenzi and Lorenzo Dante Vincenzi sat like a heavy, leaden stone deep inside Evie’s gut. The sheer weight of that realization threatened to crush the breath right out of her lungs.

She moved on autopilot, her sensible shoes clicking against the hardwood as she and Jenna followed Martha down the sprawling corridor.

Jenna leaned in close, her shoulder brushing Evie’s.