Luca De Santis’s POV
You don’t allow Vittorio back into your world by accident.
You don’t miscalculate and find him standing inside your perimeter. You don’t wake up one morning and decide nostalgia is worth the risk.
You allow him in because you already know where he is before he does.
The gate opens without stopping.
I watch from the inner cameras as his car rolls through, unchallenged. No clearance checks. No confirmation protocols. The guards know better than to ask when I’ve already answered the question for them.
That stillness in his posture when he steps out of the car tells me he understands exactly what this is.
Good.
Men who lie to themselves don’t last long here.
The compound looks the same. I’ve made sure of that. Continuity is a weapon.
People relax when they belie
