Chapter 125

Vincenzo POV

The office hummed with quiet intensity as I leaned back in my chair, watching the organized plan unfold. My media team worked tirelessly around me.

Screens flashed with images—footage of Luciano Brown's despicable dealings, documents tying him to a network of horror, and recordings that would make even the strongest stomach turn. Everything was being polished, refined, and prepared for release.

A week of serving the public had shifted the tide slightly in our favor. I wasn't naïve enough to think it was enough. The public needed more than my sweat on the streets and a few carefully worded apologies. They needed the truth. They needed to see the monster we'd been fighting.

I drummed my fingers on the desk, glancing at Elena, the sharp--eyed head of my media team. "Is everything ready?" I asked, my voice