ADRIK’S POV.
Matteo flinched, shaking as the knife cut deeper into his neck. “Please… please…”
I grabbed him by the hair and yanked his head back.
“Viktor and Don Marco, do they meet?
“No! I mean—I don't know anything about Viktor’s private business. His meetings are usually confidential. Viktor just…he only calls me when he wants me to check in on Diana. That’s it.”
Sergei leaned against the wall, his arms crossed. “So you’re his errand boy now?”
Matteo’s head dropped. “He doesn’t tell me s**t. I’m not in the Camorra’s inner circle. Viktor is careful about who he lets in.”
I turned away, breathing slowly, trying to steady the rage simmering in my chest. “Serafina’s father Vincenzo. Has he had any meetings that seem suspicious?”
Matteo hesitated. “I’m not sure what you term suspici
