Declaration of War

Dante

Meetings had gobbled up the entire first half of my day. Cassian had paced like a hurricane, Marcello tensed and we were all just pissed. The Caruso name kept popping up wherever we checked. Every corner, every security tape, every familiar face was studied and discussed.

When I exited the conference room, my head was heavy with tension, but one thought made me calm, Vittoria.

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