Chapter 103

Alessandro

At three in the morning, two hours after the shipment had been retrieved, Matteo’s tablet lit up my office, with the coordinates glowing like a dare.

We had taken the shipments safely to Smoke, who knew undeniably that he had my loyalty, but more importantly, was indebted to me. Nothing in the Mafia world went for free, not favors like this. What I didn’t tell him was how I was tracking the shipment and its route, sending every piece of data to Enzo. I still needed to find Aria. Saving the shipment was hardly a favor or good deed, it was beyond saving my image. It was more about where it was headed, where it would end up, what it would lead me to, and who I had been seeking for years.

Enzo was tracking it, monitoring its movement with the designed routes he had obtained, comparing and contrasting while we waited for information on the Varones’ hideout. And now it was here.

The old man’s phone had not just spilled the shipment route and plans