Chapter 16: Luca’s Obsession
****Dante’s POV****
The sun scorched the tarmac as we landed in Argentina.
I’d been to Buenos Aires once before, years ago—back when Matteo was alive, and we were chasing ghosts through South American backchannels. The air still smelled like dust and smoke, memories clinging to the wind like ash from a fire never fully extinguished.
But this time, I wasn’t here for ghosts.
I was here for the truth.
Duque’s message had been brief: “Come alone or don’t come at all.”
We came anyway. Me, Isabelle, and Nico. I couldn’t leave either of them behind, not now, not when the walls were closing in. We’d already made too many enemies to afford more risks.
As our SUV rolled away from the airstrip and into the rural outskirts of the city, I gripped the door handle tig
