SERENA POV
"I need you to get a message to Yuna," I said.
Luca stopped in the dim corridor. The air between us felt thin, stretched to the breaking point. He looked at me like I was a ghost he was already mourning. "What message?"
"Tell her the intersection point connects both networks. She’ll know what it means."
He hesitated, his fingers twitching. "Serena... if Adriano finds out—"
"He won't," I said, my voice a firm anchor. "When you're ready, Luca, bring the name to him. Directly. Don't wait for him to ask. Just do it."
He nodded, a sharp, jerky movement, and vanished into the shadows.
At half-past ten, a small, cloth-wrapped weight slid under my door. A prepaid burner phone. I tucked it into my inner jacket pocket, the plastic cold against my ribs.
The security gap was twelve
