Chapter 39: Elena's Argument Luca stared at the message until the phone screen dimmed. Don Leo was dead. An hour ago. He waited for a reaction—relief, anger, grief, anything—but nothing came. Only a heavy, empty numbness that felt too large to understand. “I need to go back,” he said quietly. “No.” Ethan’s answer was sharp, immediate. “You’re not going.” They were still standing on the promenade, the fountain behind them throwing mist into the lights like dusted stars. People moved around them, laughing, taking pictures, unaware of the storm settling in the quiet between two men who had finally escaped everything. “It’s my father’s funeral,” Luca said. “It’s a trap.” Ethan grabbed his arm and guided him toward a darker part of the walkway. “Vincent wants you back because he knows you can’t go. The second you land in New York, Hayes can’t protect you. Maxwell will have you in handcuffs before you reach the cemetery.” “Then I go and accept it,” Luca said, voice calm in a way
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