The next morning, they met Victoria at a café. Small. Quiet. Away from tourists.

Just Dante and Sienna. The kids with Marcus back at the hotel. This conversation needed privacy.

Victoria arrived precisely on time. Ordered coffee. Waited until they were settled.

"Thank you for meeting me. I know this is unexpected. Possibly unwelcome. But my father made me promise. Before he died. To find you. To tell you the truth."

"About my father's death," Sienna said.

"About your father. Period. His life. His secrets. Things you deserve to know." Victoria pulled out a folder. "My father worked with Arthur for decades.

They were business partners. Friends. Confidants. Arthur trusted...