The Storm is Coming
The dawn streets of New York were eerily quiet, but inside the Romano estate, it was a war zone.
“Luca was in the heart of the underground armory, his eyes ablaze with cold fury as his men prepared. Marco spent what felt like hours reloading his shotgun, while Gio inspected the clips in his twin pistols. Elena was in the corner, wrapping up one last-minute hack to bypass the Bratva’s security system.
“We go fast, in and out,” Luca said, tone like a knife. “No warnings. No mercy.”
Gio smirked. “That’s a Luca I can get on with.”
Elena’s fingers raced across her laptop. “I was able to acquire the schematics of Anatoly’s safehouse. It’s an old Soviet-style bunker underneath an abandoned shipping yard.” She looked up. “There’s only one way in and one way out.”
“Then we
