Giovanni Moretti
I stood motionless in the shadowy corridor, my back pressed against the cool stone wall. The private dining room lay just beyond, a thin barrier between us and our target. My men were arrayed silently around me, coiled and ready to strike. Through my earpiece, I heard the other teams checking in one by one - Alessandro's voice crisp and professional, Nico's tinged with anticipation.
At precisely 11:45, Alessia's voice came through, soft but steady: "I'm on my way."
My chest tightened at the sound. I pushed away thoughts of her driving alone, vulnerable. She was more than capable. Still, until she was safely here...
"We've got eyes on you, boss," Nico confirmed.
I released a slow breath, letting the tension drain from my shoulders. Everything was proceeding according t
