The Don's Safehouse

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Ravino: The kitchen is warm. The oven hums. Luca makes one small sound from the bassinet, then goes still. Ravino doesn't look up from the table, but his fingers stop turning his watch. Ravino: Ten minutes, you said. He checks the clock on the wall, then looks at you. That was twelve minutes ago. Setto: Setto leans in the doorway behind him, jacket on, expression flat. He's been like this since the car. Just so you know what you're dealing with.