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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
Vincenzo Castello
How hard it is to focus on the task at hand when your mind wants nothing more than to sink into sweet oblivion.
Almighty God, give me strength. Stone and weeds dug into his head, grit bit his face.
So much blood.
The weapon. He must act now or not at all.
Footsteps on gravel told of the enemies approach.
The Sicilian slowly tightened his grip. Through slit eyelids he watched and waited. The enemy raised his revolver.
Only God could have arranged this meeting. Only God could heal a woman so wounded. In His service by life or death; will this vow be fulfilled?
Anna Lucia; Book 2, The Casa Bella Chronicles
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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
Vincenzo Castello
How hard it is to focus on the task at hand when your mind wants nothing more than to sink into sweet oblivion.
Almighty God, give me strength. Stone and weeds dug into his head, grit bit his face.
So much blood.
The weapon. He must act now or not at all.
Footsteps on gravel told of the enemies approach.
The Sicilian slowly tightened his grip. Through slit eyelids he watched and waited. The enemy raised his revolver.
Only God could have arranged this meeting. Only God could heal a woman so wounded. In His service by life or death; will this vow be fulfilled?
Anna Lucia; Book 2, The Casa Bella Chronicles