Chapter Twenty Two

Someone knocked twice on the mahogany door before it was pushed open. Two men walked in on either side of a little girl who couldn't be older than twelve. She had straight black hair that fell well past her shoulders. Her delicate facial features gave away her Italian heritage but the soft blue color of her eyes showed some signs of American parentage. Most likely from her mother, Michael surmised since her father was clearly Italian.

The girl was huddling a blanket around herself and although she seemed to have calmed down a bit, Michael could tell she was still more than a little shaken by the night's events. As soon as she entered the room, she dashed towards her father who had risen out of his chair when the door opened and threw her arms around him. Light sobs wracked her small frame as she embraced her father tightly while the man consoled his daughter softly.

The scene wrenched Michael's heart and he forced himself to turn away, his resolve to find out the truth hard
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