Giovanni Moretti
"Boss," Alessandro's voice was low, urgent. "We've got a situation at La Perla. Nico sent an alert requesting backup."
The world seemed to tilt on its axis. Alessia. My Alessia was there with Signora Vitale, potentially in danger. I gripped the edge of my desk, knuckles white.
"What's the code?" I demanded, already moving towards the door. "I'm on my way."
Alessandro's hand on my arm stopped me. "Giovanni, wait. The code indicates it's precautionary. No shots fired."
I spun to face him, fury and fear warring within me. "She could still be in danger, Alessandro. I need to-"
"You need to let her handle this," he interrupted, his eyes meeting mine steadily. "Alessia and Nico have got it under control. If we rush in there, guns blazing, it could escalate the situation."
