Delayed Death (Temptation In Florence Book 1) - Plot & Excerpts
What a job, to wash thirty thongs, all smelling of garlic. It had taken her longer than expected. Now she only had a few minutes left before she had to leave home and rush to Temptation. Her hands were white and bloated from the long contact with soapy water, but they were nothing compared to her mood. She missed her grandfather. She missed Aunt Maria. She missed the sense of security she had taken for granted before someone had suggested she wasn't her father's daughter. A hush had fallen over the house; a sense of fear and death permeated every corner. The door bell rang. Carlina jumped. Who would call her so early in the morning? She went to the intercom. "Sì?" "Garini here." Her heart did a somersault. "I need to talk to you." He sounded ruder than ever. What had put him into such a bad mood? She pressed the button that would open the door downstairs and looked around the apartment. Garini would have to manage.
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