Todos os capítulos de The Mafia's Silent Keeper: Capítulo 51 - Capítulo 57

Luca:Cassie and I left the penthouse at midnight. I had insisted on waiting until we were certain the city was quieter, when we would be harder to track. Cassie sat beside me in the back of the black SUV, wearing dark jeans and a hoodie, looking smaller than usual. She looked vulnerable.I hated that I was taking her into potential danger, but keeping her locked away was not an option either, not when finding the lighthouse was our only lead to the slush fund."You okay?" I asked, reaching over to take her hand."Yeah, I am just nervous.""Do not worry, we will be fine. Marco is driving, and I have two of my best men following in a second car."She nodded, but I could feel the tension in her grip. She was scared, and I did not blame her. After Renzo's visit, after his threats against her mother, she had every right to be terrified.I should have told her to stay home, should have done this alone, but the truth was, I needed her there. The lighthouse was her memory, her father's clue.

Luca:The sun had barely cracked the horizon when Matteo walked into my office, his face carved from stone and his eyes rimmed with exhaustion that mirrored my own. He carried a stack of manila folders thick enough to be a weapon and the way he dropped them onto my desk sent papers scattering across the polished wood.Neither of us had slept. Neither of us would, not until we found the bastard who had sold us out."Boss, the reports from all three sites," Matteo said, already pulling out documents before I could respond. "Fire Island, Sandy Hook, and Montauk. I had our men document everything. Shell casings, positions, timelines, and the estimated number of shooters."I leaned forward, ignoring the way my muscles protested after hours of sitting rigid in this chair."Walk me through it."Matteo spread out three separate maps, marking each location with red Xs where our men had been hit. "Fire Island, two injured, both took rounds to non vital areas. Professional shots meant to disable

Luca:The clock on my office wall read 4:17 AM when I finally admitted defeat.I had been staring at the same financial records for the past two hours, the numbers blurring together into meaningless patterns. My eyes burned from exhaustion, my head pounded from too much caffeine and not enough sleep, and the whiskey I had been nursing had gone warm in the glass.Matteo had left around midnight, taking half the files with him to cross reference at his place. We had made progress, eliminated a few suspects and flagged some suspicious transactions, but we were still no closer to identifying the mole.And every hour we wasted was another hour Renzo had to plan his next move.I rubbed my hands over my face, feeling the rough stubble that had grown in over the past day and a half. When was the last time I had showered or changed clothes or actually eaten something instead of just drinking coffee and whiskey?Cassie would be upset if she saw me like this.Cassie.I stood abruptly, my chair s