The monastery was their destination.But Mia refused to move blindly."If Moretti expects us to rush the mountains," she said in the war room, "then he'll leave something behind to slow us down."Valentina looked up from a stack of reports."Black Harbor."Marco frowned."The warehouse?"Valentina nodded."Moretti's men have been moving supplies through it for the past three nights. Weapons. Fuel. Medical equipment."Luca leaned back in his chair."So that's his lifeline."Mia looked at the map."If we destroy it, he'll lose more than supplies."She tapped the warehouse."He'll lose time."An hour later, three black SUVs rolled silently toward the industrial docks.Rain had finally stopped.The sea was calm.Too calm.Black Harbor stood at the end of Pier Nine, surrounded by rusted shipping containers.Armed guards patrolled the perimeter.Spotlights swept across the water.Marco studied the area through binoculars."Twenty... maybe twenty-five guards."Luca smiled."I've had worse od
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