Walter explained the chest contained only weapons and ammunition, suggesting Augusto buried what he carried in haste, perhaps after realizing he was being followed. The scratched-out face on the photograph suddenly made sense. “That was Enrico,” Daniel murmured, “Augusto’s handler. My grandmother feared him.”
Family rumors long claimed Enrico was the last person to see Augusto alive. If Augusto buried the chest on the property he intended to return to, he must have been intercepted before reaching safety. Walter felt a hollow ache imagining the man digging frantically under the cover of darkness.