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Marco checked his computer, his fingers moving slowly across the keyboard. After a moment, he looked back up at Gianna with polite confusion."I'm sorry, ma'am. We have no record of anyone by that name being processed today.""That's impossible," Gianna insisted. "He was brought here by two officers. Paulo and Marco, I think their names were. They took him from my house just a few hours ago."The sergeant's expression remained neutral. "Ma'am, I've been on desk duty all afternoon. No one by that name has been processed through this station.""But I saw him leave with the officers!" Gianna's voice rose with frustration and growing confusion. "He came here! Where else would he be?""I really can't help you," Marco said diplomatically. "Perhaps you should try calling him?"Gianna pulled out her newly-cleaned phone—Roberto had done a quick wipe before she'd left—and dialed Vincent's number. It rang once, then went to a generic voicemail."This doesn't make sense," Gianna said, more to her
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Rocco paced his office like a caged predator, his phone pressed against his ear with barely controlled fury. Three days had passed since Vincent had been taken to the police station, and somehow—impossibly—nothing had happened."What do you mean there were no charges filed?" Rocco demanded. "I had Isabella put pressure on them! They were supposed to arrest him!"The voice on the other end murmured something apologetic."I don't care about proper procedure!" Rocco shouted. "That beggar should be in jail right now! Instead, he's still walking around free!"He ended the call with a violent stab of his finger, then immediately dialed another number. Truth Skewer answered on the second ring."We need to accelerate the plan," Rocco said without preamble."Accelerate?" Truth Skewer's digitally-modified voice carried caution. "We agreed on a timeline—""The timeline isn't working!" Rocco interrupted. "I've stolen hundreds of thousands from her accounts, framed Vincent perfectly, and Gianna st
Chapter 43 PART 1
Truth Skewer entered Café Meridian with practiced casualness, scanning the space for Gianna Moretti. The morning rush was just beginning, professionals claiming tables and placing orders with the efficiency of established routine.Then Truth Skewer's eyes landed on a familiar face sitting at a corner table.Vincent Moretti. The target's husband. The man being framed for theft.Truth Skewer recognized him immediately from the passport photo on the fraudulent bank accounts and from the pictures Rocco had provided. Thin, modestly dressed, unremarkable—exactly the kind of nobody who'd answer a desperate newspaper ad for a husband.Truth Skewer began moving toward an available table on the opposite side of the café, keeping Vincent in peripheral vision. Probably just here for coffee before meeting his wife. Nothing to worry about."Good morning, Harry Mitchell."Truth Skewer froze mid-step.The voice was quiet, conversational, but it carried Vincent's words across the café with perfect cla
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They moved toward the back exit, Vincent maintaining a casual pace that belied the tension of the situation. As they passed through the service corridor and out into the alley behind the café, Truth Skewer heard the front door chime.Through the service corridor's small window, Truth Skewer caught a glimpse of Gianna Moretti entering the café, looking elegant and tired, scanning the space as if searching for someone.Vincent didn't look back, his attention fixed forward as they stepped into the alley where a nondescript black sedan waited with engine running.Inside the café, Gianna claimed a table and ordered her usual espresso, her mind troubled. She hadn't seen Vincent since the police had taken him away. Despite telling herself she didn't care, guilt gnawed at her conscience alongside unwelcome worry.Where was he? Was he in jail? Had charges been filed? Her IT specialist had confirmed Vincent's claims about the Trojan, which meant he'd been telling the truth about being framed. B
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Truth Skewer sat in the chair, his face bruised and his ribs aching from the "conversation" that had just concluded. Blood dripped from his split lip onto his shirt, and his hands trembled as he clutched the armrests.Vincent stood over him, not even breathing hard despite the violence that had just occurred. His knuckles were unmarked, his expression calm—like someone who'd done this a thousand times and found it barely worth noting."Do we understand each other now?" Vincent asked quietly."Yes," Truth Skewer gasped, his earlier bravado completely shattered. "Yes, I understand.""Good," Vincent sat back down, his posture relaxed despite what had just happened. "Because I want to be very clear about your options. You can cooperate fully and walk away from this city with your life intact. Or you can continue being difficult, and I'll make sure you disappear in ways that won't leave enough evidence for Interpol to even bother investigating."Truth Skewer stared at Vincent with genuine
CHAPTER 44 PART 2
Across the city, in the luxurious private bar at the Benedetti mansion, Rocco was already celebrating with Kevin Romano. The bar was all dark wood and expensive spirits, a monument to inherited wealth."Trust me," Rocco said, pouring generous measures of thirty-year-old scotch into crystal glasses, "it's only a matter of time now. Vincent will be completely destroyed."Kevin accepted the glass with a satisfied smile. "You sound very confident.""Because my plan is perfect," Rocco replied. "By the end of today, Gianna's company will be bankrupt. She'll have no choice but to blame Vincent and throw him out.""Rocco," Kevin said carefully, his smile fading slightly, "what exactly did you do?""What needed to be done," Rocco replied smugly. "Giovanni and I have been working on something. A comprehensive solution to the Vincent problem."Kevin's expression darkened. "Wait—Giovanni knows about this?""Of course," Rocco said, missing Kevin's sudden tension. "We've been coordinating everythin
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Kevin stared at Rocco, who'd gone completely white and was staring at his phone like it had bitten him."Rocco, what's wrong?" Kevin demanded. "What happened?""My accounts—" Rocco's voice shook. "Someone just drained all my accounts. Tens of millions—""What?" Kevin moved closer. "Show me!"Rocco thrust his phone toward Kevin, pointing at the banking alert with a trembling finger. But as Kevin leaned in to read it, the message flickered and disappeared."What the—" Rocco stared at his screen. "Where did it go?""Where did what go?" Kevin asked, confused.Rocco frantically scrolled through his banking app, searching for the transaction history, the alerts, any evidence of what he'd just seen. But there was nothing. No record of massive withdrawals. No transfer confirmations. No trace of the financial catastrophe he'd witnessed moments ago."It was just here!" Rocco insisted, his voice rising with panic. "Right here! Forty million euros transferred out!""Rocco, there's nothing on your
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Rocco's face contorted with fury as he jabbed his finger repeatedly in Vincent's direction, his entire body trembling with rage."If you don't reverse what you did right now," Rocco snarled, "you're going to be in big trouble! Do you hear me? Big trouble!"Vincent continued eating calmly, as if Rocco wasn't even there. "Is that a threat, Rocco?""It's a promise!" Rocco's voice rose to a near scream. "You think you can just mess with my accounts and get away with it? I have connections! Resources! I'll make you pay for this!"Gianna stood abruptly, her confusion mixing with growing anger. "Rocco, what the hell are you talking about? What accounts? What did Vincent supposedly do?"Rocco's mouth opened, then closed. His face cycled through rage, panic, and desperate calculation. He couldn't tell Gianna the truth—that he'd been the one stealing from her accounts, framing Vincent, orchestrating everything. Admitting that would implicate him completely, destroy any remaining relationship wi
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"Vincent," Gianna sat back down, studying his face carefully, "if you did something to him—""I've been here cooking dinner all evening," Vincent pointed out reasonably. "You arrived home, found me in the kitchen, and we sat down to eat. When exactly would I have had time to do anything to Rocco's accounts?"The logic was sound, but something in Vincent's calm demeanor suggested there was more to the story than he was sharing."You know something," Gianna said. "About why he came here. About what scared him so badly.""Perhaps," Vincent allowed. "Or perhaps Rocco simply realized that actions have consequences.""What does that mean?""It means," Vincent said carefully, "that sometimes people who try to hurt others end up experiencing exactly what they intended to inflict. A taste of their own medicine, as it were."Gianna was about to press further when her phone chimed with a banking alert. She glanced at it absently, expecting perhaps a routine notification.Then she froze, staring
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The week following Rocco's humiliation had brought an unusual calm to the Moretti villa. Gianna found herself navigating unfamiliar emotional territory—gratitude, curiosity, and lingering guilt about how she'd treated Vincent all mixing together uncomfortably.Isabella had been conspicuously absent since her disastrous visit to the police station. Whatever had happened there had clearly shaken her badly enough to keep her away from both Vincent and Gianna. When Gianna had called to check on her mother, Isabella had been evasive and clearly uncomfortable, making excuses about being busy with social obligations.Across the city, in the Benedetti mansion, the atmosphere was considerably less peaceful."You paid a hacker half a million euros," Giovanni said coldly, pacing his study while Rocco sat hunched in a chair, "and somehow ended up being the one who got robbed?""Papa, I didn't know—" Rocco started."You didn't know?" Giovanni's voice rose sharply. "You hired a criminal from the da