The investigation into Isabella moved faster than I expected. Dario’s team, discreet private investigators and forensic accountants, worked around the clock, treating the situation with the same precision they applied to major business deals. Two days after the DNA results, we were back in the penthouse home office when Dario received a thick encrypted report on his laptop. He didn’t open it alone. He called me over, and we sat side by side at the desk as he clicked through the files.
The findings painted a clear, unflattering picture.
Isabella Rossi’s financial situation had deteriorated sharply over the past eighteen months. Her family’s smaller logistics firm had suffered heavy losses in the Asian markets, the same expansion wave that had propelled Vitale forward. Bad investments, ove
