“Understood.”
“And Rocco?”
“Yes, Boss?”
“Quiero que cada empleado, contratista, visitante regular, transferencia bancaria y referencia de fondo conectada a esta casa de los últimos cuatro meses sea investigado a fondo.
I want tax returns, phone records, secret offshore accounts, and former employers.”
“Quietly?”
Rocco asked.
“Very quietly,” I replied.
“I want to know every breath she took before she met me.”
By 8:15 that evening, the domestic storm seemed to have vanished into the background.
The grand dining hall was bathed in the soft glow of crystal chandeliers.
Los techos altos, los espejos dorados y las largas cortinas de seda dieron la impresión de elegancia atemporal, enmascarando la podredumbre que se había deslizado en las paredes.
Vivien sat across from me at the head of the long walnut table.
She was wearing a stunning dress of pale green silk that exposed her delicate collarbones and complemented her emerald eyes.
