Chapter 1: The Night Someone Planned
"She can sleep in the storage room."
Marcus swung first.
Domenico slipped the punch and drove one explosive counterpunch across his face.
Marcus spun backward into the low marble sculpture plinth.
The bronze statue slid onto the carpet, velvet posts toppled, and Marcus crashed beside the broken display.
Valentina angrily reached toward Ruby.
Domenico tore her hand away and delivered one thunderous open-handed sl@p across her face.
Valentina spun backward into the stacked leather ottomans as cushions scattered across the silent banquet.
Domenico looked straight at his wife.
"You took her chair and packed her room.
Now pack yours."
For the first time, Valentina looked frightened.
But her eyes did not move toward the mansion doors.
They went upstairs.
Toward Ruby's packed suitcases.
Marcus looked there too.
And Domenico suddenly had the feeling that throwing his wife out was exactly what somebody had planned for him to do tonight.
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