Chapter 710

The room was dark, lit only by the thin glow of the tablet in Rocco’s hand. His face reflected faintly across the glass surface, cold, rigid, impossible to read. In front of him, a man stood with his head slightly lowered, waiting without daring to speak.

“Say it again,” Rocco said at last, his voice low and even.

“The girl was seen at a shopping center, sir,” the man replied quickly. “We confirme