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Florence had begun to feel like a distant memory-too soft, too fragile for the lives they had lived. But when Alessandro received the encrypted message from an old associate in Palermo, the memory of his past came crashing back with the weight of inevitability.
The message was simple:
"The council meets. They name your successor. You must answer.