Chapter 63 Bruno

SEVEN YEARS LATER The sleek, contemporary office was filled with the rhythmic tapping of keys as Eloise Escobar went over the most recent financial reports. Warm light streamed through the tall glass windows, illuminating her well-organized desk that held a few mementos from her life, including a pen holder shaped like the Colosseum, a small potted plant, and a framed picture of a brown-haired, wide-eyed boy smiling toothily.