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Chapter 11 San Francisco, California Early the next morning, Caterina managed to get a call through to Juliana at her mother’s cottage on the vineyard. Juliana was helping Nina clean up, and she reported that none of the winemaking equipment had been damaged. Caterina dressed in a slim-fitting taupe suit, secured her matching hat, and pulled on ivory three-quarter gloves. She kissed Marisa good-bye and reported to work at the St. Francis Hotel. On her lunch break, she checked the documents in her purse. The date for the reading of the will in Montalcino was drawing near. She hurried to a private phone booth off the lobby. After she closed the glass door, she called the investigator, Anthony Martoni, who had visited her with news of her inheritance. “Hello, Anthony. I’m calling to see