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alive, a prisoner

across the Rio della Crea. “Casa Dandelo. That’s where she’ll be. Nobody knows what happens there.”
Marco pulled a wry face. “You don’t have any contacts?”
She shook her head emphatically. “I’d sooner sell black lotos,” she said with distaste.
“Yes. It’s a disgrace to the Republic,” said Marco grimly.
She got the feeling that if he were the Doge for a day, the Casa Dandelo would be among the first festering sores to go. “Come on, let’s go find Benito and this Caesare.”
They actually found an irritated-looking Caesare and a still-eager Benito within two hundred yards.
“Ciao, Kat. I see Marco’s got you working too,” said Benito cheerfully. “Listen, old Beppi saw her at the corner of the Canale di Cannaregio. She was definitely heading for this part of town.”
Caesare shook his head. “After which she could have been taken anywhere.”
Marco smiled. “Except that Kat saw her too. Right near the Casa Dandelo. That’s where we reckon she must be.”
Caesare nodded. “I suppose it’s possible. We can’t get in there. Well, I’ll get the Capuletti. One of them is Capi di Contrada for the Dandelo shipments. Relax. They won’t be able to take her out. She’s a citizen of the Republic. Now I think we ought to go back, maybe stop at Giaccomo’s in case there is a message or a ransom demand.”
“Let’s just go on down to the Casa Dandelo. Please,” i