VINCENZO’S POV
The hum of the city buzzed in the background as I nursed on my cigar, the smoke wafting out through the open window and curling up into the sky. Once I was done, I stepped out of the car and dropped the butt to the ground before stomping it out with the bottom of my shoe.
When I had finally traced Lena down, I had no plans of it being a quiet confrontation. No, my sharp gaze locked on the building ahead. My polished shoes barely made a sound against the cracked pavement, my tailored coat billowing slightly with each deliberate step that I took.
I had initially wanted to send someone else to come get the woman and the USB drive, but decided to come for it myself. I felt it would be more satisfactory that way, especially when I get to see the look on her face when she reali
