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Chapter 154: The Example

Author: Cat Stories
last update publish date: 2026-05-11 08:16:26

The call comes at 0700 hours.

I am in the nursery, nursing Matteo. The morning sun is filtering through the blinds, painting stripes of gold across the rocking chair. It is a peaceful scene, a Madonna and Child moment that feels stolen from a different life.

Then the phone on the side table buzzes.

"Donna," Luca’s voice is shaky. "There has been... a personnel change."

"What kind of change?"

"Captain Moretti. He has... retired. Effective immediately."

I lower the phone. I look at Matteo’s sleep
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