Chapter 2{CATERINA}My father leaned back in his chair, his fingers steepled beneath his chin, eyes locked onto mine. The weight of his stare was suffocating, heavy with expectation. I sat across from him, legs crossed, expression unreadable. I’d learned a long time ago not to give him more than what he needed.“This job is simple,” he said, his voice smooth but firm. “An artifact. Expensive.”I didn’t react, though I noted the slight shift in his tone. Expensive? That was too vague. He wasn’t telling me something, but that was nothing new.“What’s the plan?” I asked.He slid a file across the table. “Everything you need to know is in there.”I didn’t reach for it immediately. Instead, I met his gaze. “And the target?”“Alessandro Rodriguez. Businessman. Import and export. Owns clubs all over the country. You’ll find him at Midnight Echelon tomorrow.”Still vague. That meant there was more, something he didn’t want me to ask about. I could press, but it wouldn’t get me anywhere. I no
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