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Chapter 31: The Confrontation
The footsteps stopped outside Zara's door as Santino pressed himself against the wall. Zara held her gun with both hands. Pointed at the door.Three soft knocks. Then Salvatore's voice: "It's me. Open up."Zara looked at Santino. He shook his head."I know you're in there," Salvatore said. "I saw you come in." "Go away," Zara called out."I can't do that. We need to talk.""About what? Your FBI badge?"Silence. Long and heavy.Then: "So you know.""We know everything," Santino said. The door handle turned but it was Locked."Open the door, Santino. Please.""So you can arrest me?""So I can help you." Zara kept her gun trained on the door. "Don't listen to him.""I'm not here as a federal agent," Salvatore said. "I'm here as your friend.""Friends don't lie for years.""Friends do what they have to do to survive." Santino looked at Zara. She was scared. More scared than he'd ever seen her."What do you want?" he called out."To show you something. Something about El Amore. Something t
Chapter 30: The Warning
The Barcelona penthouse felt different when Santino returned. The same marble floors. The same expensive furniture. But everything looked smaller now. Like a cage.He poured himself a whiskey. His hands were clean but he could still see the blood. Still smell the copper.Judge Manuel Cortez. Father of two. Dead because of him.The whiskey burned but it didn't burn away the memory."You look like hell." Santino turned as Salvatore stood in the doorway. He wore an expensive suit but his face looked tired. Older."How did you get in?""Same way I always get in. You gave me a key, remember?"Salvatore walked to the bar as he poured himself a drink and Sat down across from Santino."Where have you been? I've been calling for two days.""Business trip.""What kind of business?"Santino looked at his friend. His childhood friend. The one who'd brought him into this world."The kind you don't ask about."Salvatore studied his face. "Something happened.""Nothing happened.""Don't lie to me.
Chapter 29: The Video
"Stop."Mia's voice cut through the air as she stood in the doorway wearing a white coat over her black dress. Her hair was pulled back. No makeup. She looked like a doctor herself.Dr. Reyes froze with the syringe halfway to Santino's arm."Miss Amore. You're early.""Put it down.""But the memory adjustment""I said put it down." Dr. Reyes lowered the syringe. His hand was shaking slightly.Mia walked into the room as her heels clicked on the marble floor. Behind her came two men in black suits. They positioned themselves by the door."Leave us," she told the doctor."Mr. Amore's orders were very specific""My father's orders have changed. Leave. Now." Dr. Reyes looked at the syringe. Then at Santino. Then at Mia."Of course, Miss Amore."He packed his medical bag quickly. The two men escorted him out as the door closed with a soft click.Santino was alone with Mia. She looked at him for a long moment. Studied his face like she was memorizing it."How do you feel?""Like I've been
Chapter 28: Blood on His Hands
The first thing Santino noticed was the smell. Copper mixed with expensive cologne.His head felt like someone had taken a hammer to it. The room spun when he tried to sit up as everything hurt.Where was he?The bed beneath him was silk. Expensive silk. The walls were cream-colored marble. A chandelier hung from the ceiling. This wasn't his apartment. This wasn't anywhere he remembered being.Santino looked down at his hands.Blood. Dark red blood covered his palms. His knuckles. Under his fingernails."What the hell?"He tried to remember. The penthouse. Mia. The drink that tasted wrong. Men in tactical gear. Hassan alive. His fatherNo. That couldn't be real.Santino wiped his hands on the sheets but the blood was dry. Old. How long had he been here?He stood up too fast as the room tilted sideways. He grabbed the bedpost to steady himself.That's when he saw the clothes.His shirt was gone. His chest was bare as scratches ran down his arms like he'd been in a fight. But he wore
Chapter 27: Poison and Pleasure
The Barcelona penthouse overlooked the Mediterranean like a throne room. Floor-to-ceiling windows. Marble floors. Furniture that cost more than most people's houses.Santino sat at the bar with a bottle of whiskey that was older than he was. The amber liquid burned going down, but it didn't burn away the image of the little girl. Her bright eyes. Her smile.Amira Hassan. Seven years old. Dead because of him."You look like you've seen a ghost," Mia said, entering the room. She wore a black silk dress that clung to her body. No jewelry. No makeup. Just the kind of natural beauty that stopped traffic and made men go crazy but not him.You need to forget," she said. "About the girl. About Dubai. About everything except what's right in front of you.""And what's that?""Me."She leaned against him as her hand found his chest. His heartbeat. "You're tense," she said. "I can fix that."Before he could respond, she kissed him. Hard. Hungry. The taste of wine on her lips mixed with something
Chapter 26: Blood and Gold
The plane touched down in Dubai at sunset as the city rose from the desert. Glass towers that scraped the clouds. Gold-plated everything. Money flowing like water in a place where water cost more than blood.Santino stepped off the private jet into air that tasted like heat and ambition. His new territory stretched from the Mediterranean to the Persian Gulf. Ports in Spain. Warehouses in Morocco. And now, a foothold in the Middle East.The expansion had been swift and Efficient.Three rival gangs eliminated. Two corrupt officials replaced. One shipping magnate who'd refused to cooperate found floating in the harbor with his throat cut.Business was good.Hassan waited beside a black Bentley with Designer suit. Gold watch. Smile that never reached his eyes."Mr. Leandro," he said in accented English. "Welcome to Dubai."They drove through the city in air-conditioned silence. Past shopping malls the size of small countries. Past hotels that looked like spaceships. Past construction site
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