Lucian found the hideout just before dawn.
A call came through from one of his informants in the north hills.
The man said, “Boss, I saw them. A black car. Same plates you gave me. It went into an old villa near the woods.”
Lucian ended the call.
“Get the men,” he told Marco. “We move now.”
They drove in silence.
The road was rough, lined with dark trees.
No one spoke until the lights of the villa came into view.
Lucian rolled down the window and looked ahead.
Guards stood near the gate.
Marco said, “That’s the place.”
Lucian nodded once. “We end this here.”
He loaded his gun.
Dario checked the clips.
Vince whispered, “You think she’s inside?”
Lucian said, “She’s there. I can feel it.”
They stopped the cars at a bend behind the trees.
Lucian pointed. “Dario, take the left.
