n her hands was like a leaden anchor pulling her down, but she couldn't afford to stop now. The world had shifted beneath her feet, and with e

for so long-all of it surged within her like a tidal wave. But there was no room for weakness now. No time for hes

ows over the city. She needed information, and she needed it fast. Her first stop was clear: she would go to the one place that might have more answers than

ads. The towering buildings loomed overhead, a reminder of the power and corruption that ruled this place. But Valentin

her boots clicking against the cracked pavement as she made her way to the entrance. The place reeked of desperation and old money-two thing

mediately-Vincenzo, a former associate of her father. His graying hair and hard eyes were the only things that hadn't changed. He had

s voice low and guarded.

replied, her voice unwaver

e might shut the door in her face. But then he stepped back, al

men present glanced at Valentina, their gazes wary but respectful. She could feel the weight

ould have known. Your father's old partner. She's always been a shadow, nev

lentina demanded,

back of the warehouse. He closed the door behind them and reached for a dusty file

n empire of her own. Slowly taking out everyone who could stand in her way. Ricci was just one pi

narrowed. "What

iness of control. She's building something bigger than your father ever realized-a network of influence that spans

. That by avenging him, she would end the cycle of betrayal that had cursed her family. But Rinaldi's reach ex

Valentina said, her voice tight wi

u go after Rinaldi now, you'll be walking into a trap. She's always five steps ahead. But..." He hesitated again, glancing at the men

racing. She had no choice but to follow this lead. There wa

s he slid a piece of paper across the desk. "But if you'

was in an area she knew all too well-an abandoned estate on the outskirts of the city. It

voice called after her, but she didn't stop. Her only focus was the path