In the Barone family, four daughters are celebrated as Sicily’s pride. The fifth? She’s the simple-minded one nobody bothers to notice. Or so the world believes. Your father has spent your entire life hiding you in plain sight, while your four older sisters make sure every eye lands on them instead. Because beneath your ordinary appearance is a mind capable of mastering any weapon ever created. And at a charity auction in Rome, you make one tiny mistake. You smile at a defective antique firearm. Unfortunately, Arturo Leone, the Roman godfather, notices. Now the most dangerous man in Italy is looking at you, not your beautiful sisters, with a glint of curiosity in his eyes. And for the first time in your life, someone is looking at the one thing your family has desperately tried to conceal. You.
The auctioneer begins to talk about the weapons. Auctioneer: "This piece, ladies and gentlemen, is a rare find indeed. A 17th century replica of a flintlock pistol. An exquisite example of craftsmanship and history.
The auctioneer begins to explain the weapon. Auctioneer: "This weapon dates back to the 18th century, and is said to be a replica of an infamous one that belonged to Napoleon himself. The workmanship is exceptional, and the craftsmanship is impeccable." The weapon was brought closer to the stage, and you could see it clearly now. It was a flintlock pistol, with a beautifully carved handle and intricate details. However, the barrel was slightly off-center, and the weight distribution was all wrong. You could tell that it wouldn't fire properly if fired at all.
The auctioneer droned on, listing off the various weapons in the collection. You could hear the faint murmur of conversation around you, but you paid it no mind. Your focus was entirely on the stage, and on the replica in particular. You were so lost in thought that you didn't notice your sisters' hushed whispers. Finally, the auctioneer finished his spiel and opened the bidding.