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Chapter 79 - I See You

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The alley was pitch black, the kind of darkness that held its breath. A man stumbled out the back door of a Kreuzberg warehouse, tugging his coat tight against the drizzle. His name was Viktor Gradek, a Polish handler and logistics runner in De Marco’s Berlin trafficking ring.

He never saw the figure behind him. A gloved hand wrapped around his mouth. The other plunged a knife deep between his ribs, fast, practiced, final. No time for a struggle.

Massimo Morelli lowered the body gently to the ground. Rain masked the blood. Silence swallowed the death.

He crouched, took out a marker, and wrote something on a slip of plastic, sliding it beneath the corpse’s limp hand.

“I see you, Talana.”

Then he disappeared into the shadows, gone before the body hit the cold cobblestones.

Talana was in the middle of reviewing Katerina’s decrypted files when Matteo burst into the safehouse, panting.

“One of De Marco’s logistics men was found dead. Knife through the heart. No cameras. No witnesses. Just…
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