As I walk away I think about what he’s saying.
Kemal is a Turkish name, probably the one he's been talking about who gave him the deadline.
He's got to get a shipment to the man and he has to sneak it past Antonelli Gerard.
That sick bastard… I hate him even to this day.
More so since this whole thing with Dante started.
When I worked at the club in Trastevere, I overheard conversations I wasn't supposed to hear.
The girls would talk about the Syndicate's operations.
About how they moved product through the city.
They spoke of tunnels beneath the club that led out past the rim of the city to the ports, long tunnels that Gerard had constructed for smuggling that he paid city officials to look the other way about.
The tunnels connected warehouses and safe houses across the city.
The authorities believed most of them had collapsed or been sealed off years ago.
But I knew they were wrong.
They were too valuable to Gerard's operations to allow them to fall apart from disrepair.
Those tunnels could be useful to Dante now.
If he needs to move product without Antonelli or the authorities tracking him, the tunnels would give him a way to do it and they would prove that Dante still has resources and connections they need.
But do I really want to tell him?
Do I really want to get involved in his world at that level?
Sharing this information means becoming complicit in his operations.
It means helping him do things that terrify me.
It means crossing a line I've been trying so hard not to cross.
I stand in the hallway and wrestle with the decision.
Part of me wants to walk away and pretend I never remembered the tunnels.
I need to keep my hands clean and my conscience clear.
But another part of me knows that if Dante fails, we're all in danger.
If the alliance with the Turks collapses, Antonelli wins.
And if Antonelli wins, Sofia and I become targets that Dante can no longer protect.
Maybe helping him is not about getting invested in his game.
Maybe it's about protecting my daughter.
Or giving him the advantage in this mess to make sure he can get rid of his enemies once for all and actually be the father he promised.
I take a breath and continue walking.
