"We will contact Miss Francesca's family as soon as possible. Do you have a phone in your hotel room?" the police officer asked through the police officer's cell phone. "Yes," I replied, as I watched Lev enter the room with a huge bouquet of flowers, "Where did you get that?" I questioned without speaking. "I don't know," she lifted her shoulders, gesturing toward the door, "They brought it here." "Can they contact their families, due to the loss of their belongings I imagine they have no way to communicate." "That's right, we will do that," I said, as I approached my friend and she opened her eyes, passing me the card that came in the bouquet. It said my name on it and signed Dangello. "Well, I'll be letting you know how the investigation progresses, Ms. Dangello. Have a good day," the detective said goodbye and hung up, leaving me stunned. "What did he say?" I didn't have time to ask, when he had already hung up. "What happened, Ami?" "He... he told me Mrs. Dangello," my f
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