Midnight Reckoning

The Vanzetti villa was quiet too night.

The storm had passed hours ago, but it had left the night heavy and cold.

Massimo stood in the hallway outside his office, his hand resting against the doorframe.

A faint ache throbbed behind his ribs, one that no amount of control could silence. His gaze drifted toward the grandfather clock ticking softly in the foyer.

It was past midnight.

Dario should’ve