The name on the list was Isabella Varga.Giovanni delivered it to Dante just after sunrise in a parked car three streets from the estate’s outer wall. No preamble. No wasted time. He slid a thin folder across the console and watched Dante open it.“False documentation,” Giovanni said. “Passports. Shipping credentials. Corporate shells. She handled the clean paper for the residual European routes after Eros’s primary structure collapsed. Two of the shell companies sit inside legitimate logistics partnerships the Virellis have used for years. She’s not a soldier. She’s infrastructure. And she’s still active.”Dante scanned the pages. The connections were real. Close enough to the family’s legal holdings to make his stomach turn. “How long has she been overlapping with our operations?”“At least eighteen months. Maybe longer. Ruiz didn’t know the full extent. He only knew she was the one you called when you needed a name that would survive scrutiny.”Dante closed the folder. “Luca and So
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