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Chapter 66
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2025-06-13 00:00:27Lucien Marchesi didn’t believe in ghosts.
But as he stood beneath the cathedral ruins once used as a secret war chapel by his father, with the stone altar cracked and ivy curling up the columns, he couldn’t help but feel Giorgio’s presence in the silence.
The time had come to call in the sleeping lions.
Giorgio had once said, “If your enemies build empires in daylight, build your alliances in shadow.” Lucien had never needed to test that wisdom—until now.
He opened the old leather-bound contact log, the one Giorgio left sealed behind a false panel in the Marchesi family archives. Inside were names not even Vincenzo had access to—untouchables, mercenaries, secret allies spread across Europe and North Africa, loyal not to the name Marchesi, but to Giorgio’s bloodline.
Lucien ran his thumb over the first name. Then the second. Then the fifth.
He made the calls himself.
No intermediaries.
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