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ALPHA OF GAME

Matteo did not sleep a wink last night. His mind was filled to the brim with the things he had seen in just the twenty-four hours he had spent in his grandmother's house.

He had spent all night going through the briefcase of the Armani family history. There was so much to learn and so little time. He watched the sunrise from his window when morning came.

He did not pass the night at the farmhouse, he slept in the guest room next to Nana's room. He looked at his watch and saw that the time was six on the dot.

He got up from the chair he had been sitting on all night and stretched his limb. He gently picked up the old book he had been reading and gently placed it back into its designated suitcase.

A knock on the door interrupted his privacy and he walked to answer it. Ella the old maid stood with a tray of warm cookies, her kind eyes looking up at him.

"Good morning to you Master Matteo, I hope you slept well," Ella cheerfully greeted.

"Morning Ella, please come in," Matte