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Tony leaned back against the driver’s leather seat. Hair shorter. Clothes sharper. Ready to play a charade with his goddamn family. He tapped his fingers on the wheel as the mountains of northern Italy rolled past. The moon hung low over Lake Como. Lighting up the quiet hills and casting magic shadows over villas like some kind of a wizard. ‘Those villas held more secrets and ‘magic’ than saints.’ he thought bitterly. A man can suddenly disappear like magic. Without a trace. “These people are more like fucking magicians than mafia.”

Like he was trying to analyze my reaction. ''Great. If he is alive, then I don't need to know anything else about him. Tell you what? Maybe Ilina really wasn't in New York to find my father, but that doesn't change the fact that she died while investigating Moretti's. She died because she found something in New York. Maybe it is about the fact that Moretti's are involved with the Mafia?'' I have a death wish. No doubt. I still can't feel my swollen lip, my head is throbbing. I probably need some pain killers and a lot of sleep. But I chose to accuse the Niccolo Moretti, one of the most influential people in Italy, that his family has ties with the mafia.

But nothing explicitly mentioned Rena or Vittoria. Just as he was about to give up, he found a small, leather-bound diary tucked away in the corner of the safe. He opened it with trembling hands, his heart pounding in his chest. The diary was written in Russian, the elegant script of a woman's hand. He recognized the handwriting from the back of the photograph. He began to read, his eyes devouring the words on the page. The diary entries spanned several years, chronicling the life of a woman named Vittoria Rena, her dreams, her hopes, and her growing involvement in the world of organized crime.

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Karim packed his important gadgets and devices into his duffel bag quickly as he kept glancing at the footage on the screen to see Luca approaching Officer Daniel with his gun. This was his opportunity to escape before the dangerous man came for him. He once read the criminal files of the mafia underboss and it was nothing close to good. Luca Antonio was a monster in the flesh of a charming man. He thought the mafia man worked for the mayor who he also worked for. What had happened for him to attack officer D who gave him a message to deliver to the mayor?

Elena’s heartbeat refused to calm. The silence on the balcony felt dangerous. Everything about Roberto Francesco was dangerous. Rumors followed him everywhere—whispers of violence, power, and a darkness even older mafia men respected carefully. Unlike Dante’s easy smiles and charm, Roberto rarely laughed. Rarely spoke. Yet somehow every woman in Italy wanted his attention. His dark eyes were fixed on hers as though they could see her soul. Roberto Francesco was far too old for her. Far too dangerous for her.

MATEO The abandoned house sat at the end of a narrow road surrounded by dead grass and twisted trees. The sky above was gray, and the cold wind made the branches scrape against one another like old bones. I stood beside my car for a moment, staring at the house Elara had grown up in. It looked smaller than I expected. Older too. The paint was peeling from the walls, and several windows were cracked. Nothing about it looked dangerous, yet a strange feeling settled heavily in my chest. It felt like the house was watching me. I told myself that was ridiculous. It was just an old building. Just wood and stone and dust. But after everything I had learned during the past few weeks, nothing felt si

Neither man believed me and I could see it on their faces. The second man then took one step forward. “What did you hear?” My throat went dry. “Nothing.” A lie, a terrible lie. Because they knew I heard something and I knew I heard something and now everybody knew it. The taller man exchanged a look with the other and that look terrified me more than anything. I then took one step backward and then another and the second man smiled but it was not a friendly smile. “Mrs. Moretti.” My stomach twisted. “Come here.”