Luca:
“Boss!”
Matteo said as he rushes into my office.
I kept my tone flat. “Yes Matteo, seeing how you rushed in here so early in the morning,it must be important.”
“Yes Boss”
“The Castellanis are pulling in cash from fixed football matches.”
I pushed back my leather chair and walked over to the window. “ Go on”.
“They bribe players, refs, lower division games mostly. Control the result, place bets overseas and then turn it into legit profit.”
“How much money do they make from that?”
“Four million. Maybe more.”
I leaned against the desk. “Anyone else doing it?”
“Not that we know of currently. This belongs to them.”
I nodded once. “Leak it then.”
“To who?”
“The people they bet through. Make sure they lose more than money.”
The door opened again. Muiccia walked in, arms folde
