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Chapter 10 - The Final Test

作者: Ms.O The Writer
last update 最終更新日: 2025-04-24 00:10:38

Back in Vibo Valentia in the dimly lit room, in the early hours of the morning, while seated at his desk in his office, and a bottle of Gin in front of him, Drake's eyes flickered as a storm raged within him. His fingers drummed rhythmically on the polished mahogany table, each tap echoing like a heartbeat in the stillness. The silence deadly eerie as he contemplated his next move.

"Bring me, Fabrizo!" he ordered.

A short while later, Pablo Fabrizio entered de Marco's office.

Drake de Marco sat motionless, his eyes locked onto the clear liquid in his glass. The silence in the room was thick and suffocating. A storm raged within him.

Finally, he exhaled sharply and slammed the glass onto the desk, the sharp sound cutting through the stillness like a gunshot.

"You swore that your plan would work. That plan has left me with a bullet wound and no leverage. Morelli burned through our operation like a bat out of hell."

Fabrizio’s expression remained impassive, though his fingers twitc
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