As I approached the darkened house, the only sign that there was anyone in residence came from the light filtered through the shear curtains up on the second floor; Santino's study. I was already feeling apprehensive knowing I would have to face Santino, and I really hadn't come up with an acceptable excuse to explain my absence. Then an idea
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