Inferno (Page 99)

Dan Brown

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‘I don’t want to be a Marino, Luca.’

He stepped backwards into the foyer, and I followed him inside.

‘OK,’ he said, his eyes still locked on mine. ‘Then be something else.’

We stood facing each other on top of the Falcone crest as a strange new warmth bloomed in my chest.

‘Any suggestions?’ I asked.

‘I can think of one.’

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