"Yes, boss. Still at the warehouse with Viktor," Russo confirmed.
"Keep him there. Make sure he's fed, give him water, but he doesn't leave until this is over." I paced back to my desk.
"Already made sure of that , boss."
"Good. Antonio, I need you to review those fake files one more time. Make sure there's nothing in there that could actually hurt us if someone believed the information."
"Already done. The files contain enough truth to look real, but all the sensitive details are false. Bank account numbers that don't exist, property addresses that lead nowhere, business deals that never happened."
"Perfect." I sat down, feeling the pieces falling into place. "We wait thirty-six hours, then Viktor sends the files. Once they're opened, Russo tracks the location, and we move in."
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