NEW PLANS
Yannis was up early. He always was. The stillness before the world woke gave him space to think. To plan. To keep everything and everyone safe. He'd just stepped outside with a mug of black coffee in hand when his security chief approached — Theo, a former intelligence officer with eyes that missed nothing and a voice that always made Yannis brace. Theo didn't waste time. "We have a problem." Yannis froze, instantly alert. "Talk." Theo handed him a sleek black tablet. A paused video. Yannis hit play. The footage was grainy, taken from a security camera. It showed a tall man in a sharp suit — sunglasses, black gloves, his mouth tight with fury — pacing back and forth as he barked orders into his phone. Two bulky men flanked him, both clearly armed beneath their jackets. Alessandro.
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