~NICO~
The conference room at the estate was already full by the time I walked in.
Every man in the room stood immediately.
Chairs scraped quietly against the floor as they straightened, the dark uniforms of Vescari soldiers forming a silent wall along both sides of the long table.
Adriano stood near the head of the table with a tablet in his hand, a digital blueprint of the estate projected on the large screen behind him.
Enzo entered behind me and shut the door.
“Sit,” I said.
The room moved again as the men took their seats.
Adriano watched me carefully for a moment before continuing. He tapped the screen and the map shifted.
“This is the updated layout for the auction event,” he said.
The image zoomed into the main gallery hall.
Rows of display stands appeared across the scr
