Chapter 38: Ethan Santee

A middle-aged man stepped up to the central hall doorway and knocked twice. After a brief pause, a deep voice came from inside: "Come in." He pushed open the door. Standing behind a mahogany desk was a man in his forties, dressed in a gray suit. He held a pen between his fingers, carefully writing across a scroll. The man was Ethan Santee, Lorenzo's uncle. "Dante, perfect timing." Ethan didn't even look up as he smiled. "Come take a look. How's my writing?" Dante stepped forward, scanning the...