Leonardo sat at the head of the long table in his office, surrounded by Marco, Enzo, Paolo—and Nikolai.
A large map of Tuscany was spread across the table, red markers indicating Gianluca’s suspected safe houses, guard towers, and patrol routes.
Everyone’s eyes were fixed on the central dot—a remote estate hidden deep in the Tuscan countryside. Gianluca’s den. Elena’s prison.
“We’ll send Enzo’s team from the north. Paolo, your men breach the south. Marco, your unit waits for my command to take the front gates,” Leonardo said, voice low and commanding. “Nikolai, you'll handle the inside sweep and find Elena . Any questions?”
Before anyone could speak, Leonardo’s phone buzzed. He frowned at the unknown number on the screen. His instincts screamed danger.
He unlocked it.
“You’d better
