The Donna's Last Intel
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I was once the most respected female intelligence officer in the underworld.
I controlled black market trade, port lockdowns, and risk assessments for every smuggling route.
These were the basics every new recruit learned on their first day in the Mafia.
But my intel was never reliable.
As time went by, everyone caught on.
In this city, whether the ports were locked down or open for business didn't depend on intel.
It depended on whether Vincenzo's childhood friend was in a bad mood.
I had just sent an order over the family's secure channel:
"Level-one lockdown. All shipping routes are closed."
A moment later, the ports were thrown wide open.
My rival mocked me in front of everyone