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THE DEPTH CHARGER slipped silently into the Venetian lagoon under an almost-full moon that glowed through the foggy night sky.
Quill manoeuvred the vessel towards a more isolated area in the north-east of the island to dock.
‘We can hardly park this thing at St Mark’s Square,’ he said with a grin. ‘From here, we’ll have to make our way on foot to San Polo, where your mother is staying,’ he added, offering Ambra a hand as she clambered out of the hatch onto the roof.
The cold burned Ambra’s lips as she stepped onto the dock, her breath hanging in the icy air. She was grateful for the ship-issue black jacket, navy pants, thermals, socks, and boots that Quill had supplied her with, which kept the northern winter night at bay.
Quill led Ambra as the two wove their way through the cobbled streets, bridges, and archways of Venice. It was late at night, and the streets and squares had long since…
