Alessia Mancini
Once Alessandro finished, Nico stepped forward, his green eyes sharp and focused. The room fell silent, anticipating his words. I found myself leaning in slightly, drawn by the intensity radiating from him.
"My team," Nico began, his voice low but carrying easily through the hushed room, "will be stationed throughout Porto Cristallo." He paused, his gaze sweeping across the assembled men. "Our primary objective is to ensure Alessia's safety as she makes her way to the meeting point."
I felt a shiver run down my spine at the mention of my name. The weight of tomorrow's operation settled heavily on my shoulders.
Nico continued, his words precise and measured. "We'll be invisible sentinels, blending into the city's fabric. Some of you will pose as tourists, others as local
