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East Side Blood

Lenny’s POVThe east-side shipping warehouse rose out of the dark like a rusted cathedral. Vincenzo drove in silence, jaw locked and eyes fixed on the road. Luca’s remaining men followed in two black vehicles. Bressi was already on his way to the private doctor with one of the soldiers. Shadow was stable— the vet had texted that the bullet had missed anything vital but none of that mattered right now. Francesca was inside that building. The woman who had raised Vincenzo. The closest thing he had to a mother.I watched his profile in the dashboard light. The enforcer mask was fully in place, but underneath it I could feel the rage vibrating through the car like a live wire.“Talk to me,” I said quietly.He didn’t look away from the road. “Fifteen men minimum. DeLuca and Romano are both inside. Vieri is coordinating from somewhere else— he never dirties his own hands. They took Francesca from a location only six people alive knew about, that means

The Price Of Blood

Vincenzo’s POVThe safe house we used that night was one even Giovanni didn’t know about. I carried Francesca inside myself and set her on the reinforced couch while Lenny locked the doors and armed the perimeter alarms. Luca’s remaining men took positions outside, Bressi was already at the private clinic, two of the people I protected were breathing and other more were still in enemy hands.Francesca refused to lie down fully, she sat with her back against the wall, accepting the ice pack Lenny pressed to her swollen eye without comment. Her voice was rough but clear. “They kept me alive because they needed the message delivered in person... Vieri wants the entire Commission to watch you walk in alone tomorrow night. He wants every pure-blood captain to see the half-blood beg.”I stood at the window, watching the dark street. “I’m not begging for anything.”“You will if you want us both breathing,” she answered. “He was very clear. You arrive wit

The Hour Runs Out

Lenny’s POVThe hour felt like it was bleeding out of me one second at a time. I sat in the back of the dark van two blocks from the Commission building, Luca in the driver’s seat, two more of Vincenzo’s men in the rear with enough firepower to take down a small army. The tablet on my lap showed the grainy feed from a camera Francesca had planted weeks ago across the street— an old insurance policy she never thought we would need this soon. The front doors of the former bank stayed closed, black cars lined the curb. Pure-blood soldiers smoked and checked their watches like they already knew the ending.Luca’s voice was low. “Forty-seven minutes left on your clock. He told you to wait the full hour.”“I know what he told me...”I kept my eyes on the screen as every part of me wanted to kick the van door open and run straight at those double doors. The only thing stopping me was the memory of Vincenzo’s forehead against mine and the order he had giv

Chambers Of Knieves

Vincenzo’s POVThe cold circle of Vieri’s muzzle against my temple should have been the only thing I felt but it wasn’t. Lenny stood in the ruined side doorway with Francesca at her shoulder and Luca’s men fanning out behind them, pistols already up. She had ignored every order I gave her, she had walked straight into the trap I had tried to keep her out of and the sight of her—, eyes locked on the gun at my head sent a wave of possessive fury through me so violent it almost drowned the threat of the bullet.Vieri’s voice remained silk-smooth. “Everyone stay exactly where they are. The first person who fires turns this chamber into a grave for the half-blood and both women.”I kept my hands visible and empty around the long table as the pure-blood captains watched with the hungry stillness of men who had waited years for this moment. Giovanni sat rigid near the head of the table, face carved from stone. He could not move without tipping the entire room int

The Uncle Silences

Lenny’s POVThe silence after Vieri’s words felt heavier than the gunfire that had come before it. Blood still dripped from the edge of the long table onto the stone floor. Bodies lay where they had fallen, Sofia sat on the floor with her back against the wall, shaking, while one of Luca’s men cut the last of the zip ties from her wrists. Francesca kept her knee on Vieri’s chest and the blade close to his throat, whining in the center of it all Vincenzo stood perfectly still, staring at Giovanni as he had never seen him before.I moved to his side close enough that my shoulder brushed his arm. I could feel the rage rolling off him in waves so cold they burned. Giovanni remained seated at the head of the table, hands folded, face unreadable. The two captains Vieri had accused kept their hands raised and their eyes down.Vincenzo’s voice, when it finally came, was quiet enough that everyone had to strain to hear it.“Is it true?”Giovanni d

Unit 417

Vincenzo’s POVThe south-side storage facility sat behind a chain-link fence and a closed iron gate that should have been locked after midnight but It wasn’t. I killed the headlights a block early and coasted the SUV to the curb under a dead streetlamp. Lenny sat beside me in the passenger seat, already checking the magazine in her pistol. Francesca occupied the back with two of Luca’s best. The second vehicle held four more men and Sofia had been left at a secondary location under heavy guard— she had given us the address, and that was all the exposure she was getting tonight.I stared at the dark rows of metal units through the windshield. Unit 417 was near the back, according to the crude map Sofia had sketched. The entire place felt wrong and was too quiet.“Cameras,” I said.Francesca moved forward between the seats. “Two at the gate, one on each corner of the main building. Old system, I can loop them from here if the signal is still analog.

Fire And Irish Blood

Lenny’s POVThe burning storage unit lit the entire lot in a flickering orange glow. Heat rolled across my face even from twenty yards away. Vincenzo stood in front of the open driver’s door like a wall, Glock down at his side but ready. Francesca had already slid out the opposite side of the SUV with the duffel of files. Luca’s men had taken cover behind the second vehicle and the concrete barriers near the fence.The Irish leader kept smiling, eight men, as far as I could count, all in dark tactical gear, weapons trained on us. The van and the second car blocked the gate. There was no clean exit.“You’re trespassing on a family matter,” Vincenzo said, voice carrying over the crackle of the fire. “Turn around and drive away... Last warning.”The Irishman laughed. “Family matter? The pure blood paid us good money to erase you and your woman months ago. Then Vieri promised us those files in the fire if we finished the job tonight. Looks like we get

Blood And Silence

Vincenzo’s POVGiovanni’s residence sat behind high walls and old money in the quietest part of the city. I had walked through those gates a thousand times as a boy and as a man. Tonight the iron felt different under my hand when I pushed the pedestrian door open… Two of my soldiers were already inside the perimeter, exactly as ordered. They nodded once and melted back into the shadows of the garden.Lenny walked on my left as she had not spoken much since we left the burning storage facility, but her presence was steady. Francesca followed with the duffel containing the encrypted copies of Ricci’s files. The original paper trail was ash, the digital poison was already in the bloodstream of the family. The front door opened before I could knock. One of Giovanni’s longtime housemen stood there, face carefully blank. He took one look at my expression and stepped aside without a word.Giovanni waited in the study.The room smelled of old leather, cig

Sunrise At The Spinyard

Lenny’s POVFalse dawn had not yet broken when we reached the old shipyard. The place sat on the far edge of the industrial waterfront— rows of rusted dry docks, skeletal cranes, and warehouses that had been empty for years. Fog drifted in low off the water, turning the sodium lights into blurred halos. Vincenzo parked the SUV behind a stack of shipping containers two hundred yards from the main gate. Francesca and Luca’s remaining team held back farther still, out of sight but close enough to move when the signal came.“We were supposed to come alone.”“We had no intention of dying alone.”Vincenzo turned off the engine and sat for a moment in the dark, both hands on the wheel. I watched the muscle in his jaw work. The same rage that had carried him through Giovanni’s study was still there, but it had sharpened into something colder and more precise.“Last chance to stay in the car,” he said without looking at me.“You already k

The Compound

Vincenzo’s POVThe old Moretti compound sat on the north side of the city behind walls that had stood for forty years. I had not lived there since I was a boy, but the place still answered to my blood. Tonight those walls were the only thing standing between the last pure-blood crews and the two living pieces of my life I had left unguarded— Bressi, still stitched and recovering, and Shadow, who had already taken one bullet that should have been mine. I drove like the devil was on the hood. Lenny sat in the passenger seat, reloading both of our pistols with steady hands. Francesca occupied the back with the duffel of file copies and a rifle across her lap. Luca’s voice came through the earpiece in short, clipped updates.“Two vehicles confirmed on the access road. Possibly the third hanging back. They’re not trying to be quiet. They want the gate.”“How many men on the compound perimeter?” I asked.“Six of ours, including the two inside with Bress

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