n secret. That evening, Sofia learned more about Marco's true fa

of her with a confident step, without turning around. He led the way, like a lion dominating his territory, his broad shoulders and fixed gaze s

eavy, filled with the smell of tobacco and cold coffee, and the atmosphere heavy, almost unbreathable. She sat discreetly in a corner of the roo

thing seemed different. His lieutenants were not as focused as usual. There were glances exchanged, heavy innuendoes, as if an air of tension hovered

in his clenched jaw. One of Marco's lieutenants, named Renato, a stocky man with harsh features, seemed particularly nervous. He glanced furt

hat an important discussion was brewing. Sofia, while observing, felt th

icy. "But there are risks. We have to be ready for anything. The situatio

g voice cutting the air. "What about the Russians? he asked

a thin smile. "The Russians are always playing on the razor's edge. We need

out of their mouths, but she could feel the growing tension in the room. It was a power game, and everyone was

n Vito, stood up abruptly. His face was twisted with anger. "This is not what we agreed to, Marco

ess, his stony expression intact. He wasn't surprised, but the silence that followed w

ly at him. "I'm not going to let myself be played l

Marco slowly looked up at Vito, and a cold smile appeared on his lips. "You're free to leave at an

t. But if you want us to remain loyal, you need to be clearer w

ly, but he was not an easy man to control. "You're quite right," Marco replied. "I will clari

onless, observing every detail with careful attention. She felt that the situation was becoming more and more complex,

o turned to her. "Follow me,

ncentrate on her thoughts, because Marco soon spoke to her. "I'm going to test you, Sofia," he said without looking at her. "You

nt, surprised. "What d

pectator, Sofia. You're about to witness a risky transaction, and

immersion in this dangerous world. A world where the rules were constantly redefine

nd of car engines was heard, and an imposing figure appeared at the entrance, a tall man, wearing a dark coat. Marco nodded at her,

ofia remained in the background, trying to understand the stakes of this transaction. She knew that every detail mattered, that this ordeal would determine