In The Jaws of the Serpent

The invitation came wrapped in gold-trimmed silence—no location, no time. Just coordinates scrawled in a courier’s trembling hand and a wax seal embossed with Salvatori’s sigil. Ricci didn’t flinch when Gabriel dropped it on his desk. “He knows,” Gabriel said simply, jaw clenched. “About the relay. ...

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