CHAPTER 52
Author: AL-Ghainyy
last update2026-08-27 15:30:25

"Sir, if I may." Cosimo stepped forward from the bookshelf, his tone carefully professional. "I would strongly advise against any direct confrontation with Dante at this stage. What happened at the courtyard today was not a normal display of physical ability. My observers described the incident as something beyond conventional combat. Two trained professionals were incapacitated without effort, and you were brought to your knees without physical contact. Until we understand what we are dealing
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    The ring pulsed once, as if acknowledging the question without offering an answer."And what is that symbol?" Dante closed his fist around the ring and pressed it against his forehead. "It does not belong to any god in the sanctuary. It appeared after the statues turned. Something else is connected to this place, something that was asleep until I arrived."The questions multiplied with every hour he spent inside the sanctuary, branching outward like cracks spreading through glass. Each answer he uncovered only revealed three more questions hiding behind it.He placed the ring back on his finger and lay down on the thin mattress, staring at the ceiling with eyes that no longer saw the way ordinary eyes saw. The cracks in the plaster.The water stains near the corner. The faint shadows moving across the surface as cars passed on the street below.He saw all of it with a clarity and precision that made the old version of himself feel like a man who had spent his entire life looking at th

  • CHAPTER 52

    "Sir, if I may." Cosimo stepped forward from the bookshelf, his tone carefully professional. "I would strongly advise against any direct confrontation with Dante at this stage. What happened at the courtyard today was not a normal display of physical ability. My observers described the incident as something beyond conventional combat. Two trained professionals were incapacitated without effort, and you were brought to your knees without physical contact. Until we understand what we are dealing with, direct engagement carries unacceptable risk.""I am not planning a fistfight, Cosimo." Adrian turned from the window and walked back toward his desk. He sat down slowly, his movements deliberate and controlled. "I am planning something much more effective. I want eyes on Dante at all times. Every movement. Every meeting. Every person he speaks to. I want to know where he goes when he thinks nobody is watching. I want to know what he does inside that apartment in the old quarter when the li

  • CHAPTER 51

    Adrian sat back in his chair. The leather creaked beneath him. He pressed his fingertips together in front of his lips and stared at the fire for a long, heavy moment."Who has the power to erase someone's entire existence from public records?" Adrian's voice dropped low, almost contemplative."Very few people, sir." Marcello looked up from his notebook, his pen paused mid line. "Intelligence agencies. Certain military divisions with classified personnel protocols. And extremely wealthy private families with connections inside government infrastructure.""Wealthy private families." Adrian repeated the words slowly, tasting each one. "Like the Castellano name he mentioned at the Palazzo banquet."Cosimo nodded. "I looked into that as well, sir. The Castellano family is referenced in fragments across several archived business records from the nineteen seventies and early eighties. They controlled a network of companies spanning energy, maritime logistics, and private communications. The

  • CHAPTER 50

    The Vescari compound sat on a hill overlooking the northern edge of the city, a fortress of glass and marble surrounded by manicured gardens and security cameras that covered every angle.Inside the third floor study, Adrian Vescari had not moved from his leather chair in over three hours.The curtains were drawn. The only light came from the fireplace crackling softly against the far wall and the dim glow of his laptop screen, which he had closed and reopened six times since midnight.Every time he shut it, the same image replayed behind his eyelids. His knees hitting the courtyard stones. The crushing weight pressing down on his shoulders.The absolute silence of every person watching him kneel before a man in a cheap white shirt."Sir." Marcello's voice came through the intercom on the desk, careful and measured. "It is almost two in the morning. Would you like me to bring anything up?""Bring yourself up." Adrian's voice was flat and cold, stripped of every trace of the charming,

  • CHAPTER 49

    The vehicle pulled away from the Romano estate in silence. Adrian sat in the back seat, staring out the tinted window at the passing cityscape, his reflection staring back at him with an expression he did not recognize.Defeat.He had never worn it before. It did not fit.By the time the car pulled into the underground garage of the Vescari family compound, Adrian had already made his decision.He walked through the marble lobby of his private wing without greeting a single member of his household staff.He climbed the spiral staircase to his personal office on the third floor, slammed the heavy oak door shut behind him, and dropped into his leather chair.His fingers found his phone before his breathing had even fully steadied."Marcello." Adrian's voice was cold and controlled, every trace of panic carefully locked behind a wall of calculated determination. "I need you to activate the private intelligence team. Full investigation. Every resource we have.""Of course, sir." The voice

  • CHAPTER 48

    Adrian's chest heaved with rapid, shallow breaths. The invisible pressure continued bearing down on his shoulders with patient, unrelenting authority.His arms trembled violently at his sides, his fingers clawing uselessly at the courtyard stones.Then the pressure vanished.It did not fade gradually. It did not ease off in stages. It simply disappeared in a single heartbeat, as if someone had flipped a switch and turned off gravity itself.Adrian collapsed forward onto his hands and knees, gasping so violently that his entire body convulsed with each breath.Saliva dripped from his lower lip. His arms shook so badly they could barely hold his weight. He looked like a man who had just been pulled from deep water after spending five minutes without air.For ten agonizing seconds, the only sound in the courtyard was Adrian Vescari's desperate, wheezing gasps echoing off the stone walls of the Romano estate.Then Dante spoke."Your family's money can open every door in this city." Dante'

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