Deceptive Departures

Elsewhere, Dante stood before the mansion door with a black suitcase and work bag in his hands. His face was tense, his jaw clenched. He wore a dark gray suit and white shirt—the appearance of a businessman on official travel, not a mastermind of a criminal organization facing family troubles.

Isolde stood beside him, holding a warm cream jacket for her husband. Her eyes were glassy, but she tried