The words echoed through the mansion. "I trust you." For the first time in weeks, Mark and Mia stood on the same side without doubt standing between them. But outside their room... The Romano family was beginning to crack. The weekly captains' meeting began at exactly nine. Every captain took his usual seat. Don Romano sat at the head of the table. Mark sat on his right. The silence was heavier than usual. Everyone felt it. No one acknowledged it. Don Romano opened the meeting. "Our western supply routes have recovered." A few captains nodded. "Our allies remain cautious, but loyal." More nods. Then he looked around the room. "We proceed as planned." Usually, that ended every discussion. Today... It didn't. Captain Rinaldi slowly raised his hand. "Don." The old man looked at him. "Speak." The captain hesitated. Then continued. "With respect... perhaps we should strengthen security around the eastern ports first." Several captains exchanged glances. It wasn
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