The Scarred Portrait

***Milena***

My face drenched with tears as they spilled out in thick, heavy drops, my shoulders trembling with each stroke.

I knew I'd killed an influential man, but I never knew he was from the Valenti family. We'd met for the first time that night at the bar.

How? How did I miss him when I was making research on Rafael Valenti? And why was the death of such a powerful figure not reported? I did