“I asked.
“She left in the ambulance about fifteen minutes ago,” Giovanni replied.
“Is she all right?”
“She will be.” “And your son?” I asked.
“Marcelo is alive.”
“Your wife?”
There was a long pause. Too long.
“Giovanni, are you there?”
“Valentina was outside, safe, except for a small gash below her left eye. As she watched the fire burn, she became frantic, raving on and on about her grandmother’s jewels. They were locked inside a safe in our room. I tried to ease her mind, reminded her the safe was fireproof, the jewels would be okay. When I noticed Daniela being looked after by one of the medics, I rushed to her side. In my absence, Valentina slipped back inside the house.”
I clasped a hand over my mouth. “What happened?”
“One of the wooden beams from the ceiling dislodged, collapsed on top of her.
Flight 12: a Sloane Monroe Thriller (Flight 12 Begins Series book 4)
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