Clandestine Meeting 소설 & 이야기

“Except what?” “There’s a pattern,” Gianna continued. “Twice a month, she disappeared for private meetings that left no paper trail. No business records, no personal logs. But I did find a lead—someone who might know what those meetings were about.” Kenzo exhaled sharply. He wasn’t going to let Helena manipulate him again, but this—this secrecy—felt different. More calculated. And if there was one thing he couldn’t stand, it was being kept in the dark. “Set up the meeting,” he ordered.

With a heavy heart, I placed it back on the dusty shelf, surrounded by other forgotten family heirlooms. As dawn broke, I ventured out of the concealed chamber, masking my movements with the grace of a woman who knew every nook and cranny of our ancestral home. It was time to gather my loyal men and receive their latest updates in person. The secret meeting was held in an old barn, far away from the prying eyes of the household staff. The loyal men, dressed in plain attire to blend in with the other servants, gathered around me. Their faces bore the stern determination of those who knew the importance of our mission. One by one, they whispered their reports into my eager ears.

It was the coordinates for the meeting; he just received the location. Why was he texted the locations an hour to the meeting? Well, the location had to be discreet in case they had enemy spies who might try to take them out using this opportunity. Imagine if their meeting place was bombed? That would be killing two birds with one stone: the entire Luciano family would be wiped out.

He added. They were having a secret meeting? What were they planning? "What about others? Are we starting without them?" Alpha Grim asked worriedly. "They will join us while we are on it," Alpha Caden said as he took his seat on the substandard chair at the center, the other Alphas also took their seats. What was so confidential that the Alphas would have to discuss here and not in the meeting room? Were they carrying out a mission behind our back? " If Alpha Fenrir makes it here before the end of our meeting the will join us," Alpha Caden added.

In all my years, no one had ever hissed at me until that moment. The ride was silent and when we pulled up in front of the club, private security escorted us through the back door and we rode the elevator down to our secret meeting place underneath the building. The noisy and bustling club kept our affairs a secret so it was the perfect hideout. It was a private event for members of our cartel and I knew no one expected me at such a gathering because I rarely attended them so to see me show up with a woman by my side made every neck in the room turn in our direction.

Two days later, we had a secret meeting in the conference room at Aconitum Hall. Just Owen, me, Hannah, Ryan, and of course, Xiao, who stands by, guarding the door. Hannah has us all set up, with whiteboards and different colored markers— “to stay organized!”—as well as notebooks, pens, highlighters, and all types of stuff we don’t need. “You just wanted to take a trip to the office supply store,” I accused her.

A date. A location. Venice. Four days from now. And one line of text: “Let’s finish what your father started.” Elena’s jet touched down in Venice under heavy security. Every alley, canal, and bridge reeked of history and secrets, just like the Constantine legacy. She wore a sleek black suit, her eyes shielded by sunglasses, her mind sharp and focused. The meeting was scheduled to take place in an abandoned opera house near the Grand Canal. According to decrypted messages, it was once used as a private negotiation zone by global elites, hidden, untraceable, and fortified.

Meetings held by the commission are held with utmost secrecy, with the address changing at every meeting and only being given on short notice. The only people allowed to attend and enter their meeting room are the Dons and the Consiglieres of the five crime families. Apart from that, they couldn't even bring their own bodyguards inside their meeting room. They are always left outside to keep watch, far from seeing or hearing what is happening inside the room. Since Letizia and I had never been the Don and the Consigliere of the family, this was our first time of getting to attend the event. Today's meeting is being held on a yacht.

And with that she knew. "Emerald Taylor," she said mostly to herself but he heard nevertheless. Looking up at him, he nodded, concluding her statement. Instantly opening her door wider, she beckoned him inside, which he quickly did. Closing and locking the cabin door, she easily snapped her fingers to which candles all around the room were lit. This made him confused. "I suspect that this conversation is confidential," Malena said. "Therefore I have put up a barrier so no one can hear us." He was grateful and he soon placed Emerald on the couch. "What do you need me for you child?"

July 25, 2005 – 14:15 (Manitoba Time) “Tomorrow will be difficult, but I would be willing to meet with you in the evening, provided it’s not at your Headquarters or anywhere near a CCTV. This is not a time where I should be seen by anyone on camera.” “I will give you the coordinates of a facility we sometimes use as an undisclosed location for meetings. Would that work?” “If it’s not in the London metropolitan area, it should be fine. Too many eyes in there.”