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“You will be,” Salo said. “Just not in the way she imagines. The trawler leaves at three. Your new name is Pietro. You’ll work the nets for six months. After that, you can grow a beard and argue about soccer in a bar in Patagonia.”

Salo took a slow bite of his panino. “I’m a tailor of exits. You wanted out. I cut the fabric.” salo armani

Marco laughed—a dry, sad sound. “My wife thinks I’ll be dead by dawn.” “You will be,” Salo said