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The Medici Secret
Category: Historical
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
The train pulled out of the station with a long, mournful whistle.
The map was old, its edges frayed, but the path it showed was unmistakable.
There were stories told of this place, and none of them ended well.
He was the kind of man who kept his word, even when it cost him.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
The letter was still on the table, unopened, as it had been for three days.
It was the kind of night when secrets refused to stay buried.
The end.