62. The Enemy Within

MATTEO’s POV

My gaze lingered on her peaceful sleeping form as I rose from the bed, a contented smile gracing my lips. Exiting the bedroom, I made my way to the study, anticipation dancing in my every step. Upon entering, I noticed Carter seated on the sofa, his presence causing me to tighten the robe around me instinctively.

Sensing Carter's intense scrutiny, I adjusted my posture as I moved towards my swivel chair, settling into it with a sense of composure, ready to face whatever awaited me.

“You look happy”. He said.

“I am happy”.

“Hmm…”. He forced a smile on his face. “We have information about your wife’s-”

“Ex wife”. I interjected, and all he did was look up at me and force a chuckle.

“Ex wife”. He said, stressing the word ‘ex’. “We know who he is” I suddenly became interested in the whole conversation.

“Who?”. My voice was low and dangerous.

“Anthonio Rossi”. He said, and I tried to figure out who that was. “One of the top drug lords in Italy”