An hour later, the convoy was fully prepared for transport. The heavy iron gates of the estate swung open, and three blacked-out vehicles rolled out onto the dark Sicilian roads. To keep the leadership together, Vito had ordered a massive, custom Mercedes-Maybach V-Class Van—a wide, spacious luxury bulletproof cruiser with dark tint, leather seats, and enough legroom to comfortably fit Victoria, Vito, Kany, and their private armed driver up front without anyone feeling crowded. Behind them, two dark SUVs followed closely, carrying the rest of the crew and heavy gear. Kany sat near the back window, her fingers flying across her tablet screen as the engine hummed smoothly down the highway. Vito sat across from Victoria, his arms crossed over his chest, occasionally checking his weapon. After driving for what felt like hours through the winding mountain roads and quiet coastal highways, the convoy finally slowed down and turned into a heavily wooded private road. The trees cleared, an
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