Nico POVAlexei was still staring at me when I slipped my phone back into my pocket. For the first time since I had walked into that room, he looked uncertain, and I wanted him to feel it, that tiny crack in his confidence when he realized he might not be the smartest man in the room after all."You look confused, Father."His jaw tightened."What have you done?"I pulled out a chair, sat down, and crossed one leg over the other."Funny story, actually. I was wondering why my dear father was so desperate to get his hands on a journal. I mean, you've threatened people, kidnapped women, and practically started a war over a fucking book. It got me thinking."I leaned forward."What the fuck is in that journal that makes it so important?"He said nothing."Then I figured it out. The journal leads to the factory, doesn't it?"His expression changed, just a fraction, but I saw it."The biggest drug and stolen oil operation ever established between the Italian and Russian mafias. The factory
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