Chapter 51

Later in the day, Lucia was busy in the kitchen so Marcy decided to walk to the garden alone.

The gravel crunched softly under her shoes as she wandered toward the stone bench by the rose bushes. That was when she noticed him, one of Silvio’s guards, standing near the iron gate at the far edge of the property. He was speaking into his radio, his posture tight, eyes scanning the tree line beyond th