Bound By Mafia Blood
The others, Mariano, Matteo, and a cyber-specialist from Naples named Carlotta, circled the space like wolves on the scent of blood.
“Is the feed ready?” Talana asked, voice low, fingers tapping once on the table.
Carlotta gave a small nod. “Encrypted, bounced through eight servers. They won’t know what country we’re in, let alone which block.”
“Good,” Talana said. “Begin transmission.”
The screen flickered to life. On one side: Albrecht Keller, a notorious German arms dealer, known for supplying Eastern European militias and privately funded warlords. Greying, smug, and coked to the gills.
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