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Jade's Move

Author: Sommy Writes
last update publish date: 2026-04-06 17:30:43

Adrian's POV

Jade's idea was simple on the surface.

Go to the press. Not with everything — not yet — but with enough. A carefully shaped narrative: the grieving husband, the unstable wife, the volatile behavior at the hospital. There were witnesses. A nurse who had seen Elise rip out her IV and assault a visitor. A security guard who had watched her walk out bleeding without signing discharge papers. Jade had already made contact with both of them.

"We frame it as a wellness concern," Jade said
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  • THE DON'S DAUGHTER   The Call

    Elise's POVI called Adrian on a Thursday afternoon.I did not rehearse it. I dialled the number Cain had sent me and waited and when he answered he sounded surprised and then immediately careful, the way people are when they are trying not to say the wrong thing."Elise," he said."Adrian," I said. "The land east of your site. Has anyone been near the boundary wall. Workers, surveyors, anyone you don't recognise."A pause. He adjusted. "Three weeks ago. Two men. They said they were doing a soil survey for the adjacent property.""Did you get their names?""The site foreman dealt with them. He might have.""Get me whatever he has," I said. "Today if possible.""Done." A pause. "Is this a problem for the build?""Not if we move quickly," I said. "The site itself is clean. Keep it that way. Don't let anyone from the adjacent property access your side of the wall.""Understood." Another pause. Longer. "Elise.""Yes.""Thank you," he said. "For calling.""The north quarter is useful to us

  • THE DON'S DAUGHTER   North Quarter

    Elise's POVThe third shell company surfaced on a Wednesday.Nico put the page in front of me at eight in the morning without preamble. The company was registered under a name I did not recognise, a holding entity two removes from Agnese Ruhl, and its primary asset was a parcel of land in the north quarter that it had acquired fourteen months ago.I looked at the acquisition date.Fourteen months ago was three months before Adrian broke ground on his development."Tell me what you know about the land parcel," I said."It's adjacent to the Reeds development site," Nico said. "Sharing a boundary wall on the eastern side."I set the page down. "Adjacent. Not inside it.""No. The Reeds site is clean. I've verified that three times." He sat across from me. "The adjacent parcel hasn't been developed. It's been sitting. The acquisition looks like speculation.""Or position," I said."Yes," he said. "Or position."I picked up the phone and called Cain.He answered on the second ring."The lan

  • THE DON'S DAUGHTER   Ricci

    Elise's POVThe freight authority moved on the west ring road warehouse on a Friday morning.Petra put the alert on my desk at nine. Ricci's transport company, three vehicles seized, two arrests, the kind of operation that made the morning news because civilian freight fraud was the sort of story that played well before the public had finished their coffee.I read it once. Filed it.Nico appeared at my door twenty minutes later with Caretti on a secure line.I took the call."You saw the news," I said."Yes," Caretti said."Second name," I said.He gave it without preamble. A woman named Agnese Ruhl. Financial analyst, mid-level, had been moving money between three shell companies that fed into the remaining Greco infrastructure since the Albero collapse. She worked from an office in the financial district, legitimate employment, the kind of cover that took years to build."Is she aware she's exposed?" I said."Not yet," Caretti said. "Ricci didn't know about her and she doesn't know

  • THE DON'S DAUGHTER   Caretti's First Name

    Elise's POVCaretti called on a Thursday at ten.He sounded different on the phone than Nico's reports had prepared me for. Less nervous. More considered. A man who had spent several months deciding what he was worth and had arrived at a number he was prepared to defend."Signora Vitale," he said."Caretti," I said. "You have something for me.""I have three somethings," he said. "I'd like to discuss terms before—""One name first," I said. "If it's useful we talk about terms."A pause. He had expected negotiation. I had skipped past it."Ricci," he said. "Marco Ricci. He runs a transport company in the west that has been moving Greco product through civilian freight for four years. Clean paperwork, clean drivers, the kind of operation that never flags routine inspections because everything on the surface is legitimate.""Where is he based?""The company is registered in the city. He operates from a warehouse on the western ring road. Third building from the southern entrance.""How c

  • THE DON'S DAUGHTER   Ferraro's Son

    Elise's POVDon Ferraro's son called the estate line on a Tuesday morning and asked to speak to me directly.His name was Luca Ferraro. Twenty-eight, recently made his father's official second, the one I had seated near Petra at the second allied family dinner. Petra had reported afterward that he talked too much when he was nervous and not enough when he was trying to impress someone, which meant the dinner had made him both nervous and trying.I took the call in the war room."Signora Vitale," he said. His voice was steadier than I expected. "I want to be transparent with you about something before you hear it from another source.""Go ahead," I said."My father had a meeting last month with a representative of the Bosco network," he said. "Before it collapsed. He did not know at the time what Bosco's connections were. He thought it was a legitimate construction investment." A pause. "When the company suspended operations he realised what he had nearly walked into. He wanted you to

  • THE DON'S DAUGHTER   The Slow Part

    Elise's POVMarch came in cold and stayed cold.My father stopped coming to breakfast on Tuesdays. Then Thursdays. By the third week of March he was eating in his room most mornings and I brought my coffee up and sat with him and we had breakfast at the small table by his window that looked out over the drive.He did not complain about any of it.That was the part that was harder than anything he could have said.The network ran. Petra sent updates at eight and six and I answered them from wherever I was. The Savio framework held. The eastern rebuild was into its final phase. Rafael had earned his second moment of trust and then a third and Nico had stopped scripting his interactions and let him operate with a longer lead.Life did not stop for the slow part.That was the thing nobody told you.On a Wednesday morning I was in the middle of a call with Marchetti about the Bosco fallout when my father knocked on the war room door. He was dressed, which recently meant something. He had h

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