Chapter 3 - Domenico Examines The Mysterious Football In The Garden
Once the estate gates sealed shut, Domenico knelt down on the emerald grass beside the sprawling flower bed.
Eli sniffled softly, pointing a tiny trembling finger at the worn leather football lying half-hidden beneath a rose bush.
“Is the bad man gone, Daddy?” Eli whispered, his big dark eyes looking up for reassurance.
“He’s gone, buddy, and nobody will ever hurt you or scare you like that again,” Domenico promised, kissing his son’s forehead.
Domenico reached out and picked up the battered football, noticing immediately that it felt unusually heavy for its size.
He turned the ball over in his hands, inspecting the worn stitching along the synthetic leather panels.
There was a faint clicking sound coming from inside the bladder, like a mechanical switch or a digital transponder.
Why would Conrad bring a standard children’s toy to a high-society garden party unless it served a darker purpose?
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Domenico’s jaw tightened as a sickening realization began to form in the back of his calculating mind.
He carried Eli and the strange football back toward the grand colonial mansion, signaling his chief of security to follow.
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