[Antonio's POV]
The name hit me like a bullet to the chest. I stared at Enzo, trying to read the expression on his face.
“Vance Ashford?” I repeated the name slowly, rolling it over my tongue like I was tasting something rotten. My grip tightened on the manila envelope. “What about him?”
Enzo’s jaw tightened. He slowly stood from the chair and walked over. He stood at the edge of the desk, arms crossed, looking at me with an expression I hadn't seen in years. “I was doing some digging into Luca’s network for the past two years. We thought he was dead, tracing every lead from Calabria, every connection.”
“And?”
“I found something strange.” Enzo said, gesturing towards the envelope.
My gaze dropped to it. The room felt smaller.
“What's in it?” My voice came out quieter than I inte
