Chapter 226. No More Looking Over Shoulders

Rico watched from a distance as the old warehouse stood engulfed in flames, the fire devouring the building piece by piece as thick smoke rose into the night sky.

The deep orange glow reflected in his eyes while sparks drifted upward like dying stars.

Several of his men stood silently behind him, celebrating as they shook each other's hands and shared a hug. The hunt that had consumed their lives for years was finally over, and the victory that followed felt overwhelming.

Rico slipped both hands into his pockets and continued staring at the burning structure, breathing slowly, head deep in thought.

Somewhere inside that warehouse were the remnants of Marco’s operation—his weapons, plans, and his secrets. All of it was turning to ash.

A few feet away, Ezio glanced toward him. He took quiet steps towar