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Chapter 38: Elena’s ultimatum.

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The news of Antonio de Luca’s death spread like wildfire through Philadelphia’s underworld, a blaze fanned by whispers in backroom deals, hushed phone calls between detectives, and the sharp, knowing glances of men who had spent their lives fearing his name.

Elena Conti the journalist, heard it first from a source in the DA’s office. The single text that she received sent her stomach plummeting.

“de Luca's dead. Died in his home."

She stared at the message, her fingers tightening around her phone until the edges bit into her palm. The coffee in her other hand went cold, forgotten.

No. Not now. Not like this. She thought to herself.

Months of digging. Years of chasing shadows. Every sleepless night, every risk she’d taken, was now all for nothing. Antonio Vincenzo would never face justice. Never be exposed. Never answer for the Alderman murder, for the bodies buried under his empire, for the city he’d rotted from the inside out.

And just like that, the truth died with him.

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