34

ALESSANDRO

Finally an update from Luca, as I enter my office.

Fucking finally.

There were some complications, boss.

The fact that I still have no news of him is the only hitch in the plan.

After I enter the office, Cesare barges inside, his face tight and his eyes dark.

“Anything from Luca?” I ask.

“No, but I received unsettling news about one of our properties.”

“I don’t give a fuck about our properties. Get in touch with Luca. And where the fuck is Gulio?”

“Ales .” He steps forward.

I pause.

Cesare rarely calls me by my name and only when shit is hitting the fan.

“What is it?”

“It’s about the property you asked me for the keys to about a week ago.”

My spine jerks upright and a buzzing rings in my ears.

I’ve always been the type who relies on his intuition to not only determine the next course of action, but to actually survive. Today was going perfectly well until Luca’s text, and I’ve had a horrible feeling since then.