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Chapter 61

Author: Louise Hope
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Emiliana

I stared down at the photographs in my hand. A warehouse, lined with shelves of fabric rolls was printed in front of me. Close up images of “Magnone’s” tags hung from the ends of them and bile began to rise as I tried to work out what was going on.

“I don’t understand.” Daring to glance up at Giovanni, I found his gaze and attention distant. It was evident that something was troubling him and all I wanted to do was ease the burden.

“Keep looking,” he muttered through a clenched jaw.

My hands picked through the images, focusing one by one on the rolls of material. I searched each photograph intricately, I didn’t know what I was looking for, but I knew there was something amiss. 

My heart dropp

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