The Conte estate stood tall under the moonlight, casting long shadows across the marble steps and tall hedges that lined the compound. Raffaele’s personal building was quiet from the outside, as usual. Inside his private office, Raffaele leaned back on the dark leather of his chair, arms crossed, legs relaxed, his mind sifting through the information being laid out before him.Silvio stood near the edge of the desk, his fingers loosely interlocked behind his back. “They traced the faulty wire transfers from the Eastern connection to a small laundering spot in Prague. Our men in the field are trying to locate the original handler, but nothing seems to be wrong with the entire pack. No quality issues. The shipment weight was normal. That means it was legit but they opened fire, a crime.”Raffaele didn’t flinch. His dark gaze remained focused on the flame in the fireplace beside them. The quiet crackle was the only thing echoing in the still air between them.He gave a small nod. “Go o
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