Chapter 77

• DAMIANO
• I pushed the front door open, stepping into the foyer. As expected, they had already redecorated the house. I was willing to bet my left nut that Caterina had a hand in this. She was an interior decorator, after all, and Father didn't know how to tell her no.
• I walked down the hall, heading for the kitchen - or what was the kitchen - before I left. Surprisingly, nothing had changed. The only differences were the new appliances, but aside from that, everything was just as I remembered.