This time, it's a message from an unknown number.
Unknown 2:56 AM: You think you're clever, Santonelli? Tunnels won't save you. I own you now.
I stare at the screen with a continued sense of rage.
If we don't contain him, he's going to find a way to kill me and tear down my organization piece by piece.
He can't separate me from Kemal and his allies now, but he can still leak the intel on the skimming and if that gets out, I'll still be crippled, even with Kemal on my side.
I need a way to eliminate him—fast.
The villa gates open as we approach.
The SUV pulls into the driveway, and I'm out of the vehicle before it fully stops.
Enzo follows me toward the house, but I veer left, heading for the side entrance that leads to the garage.
The extraction team arrives ten minutes later, though I hear the rumble of their vehicle before I see it.
The garage door lifts, and the black SUV rolls inside.
The door closes behind them, sealing us in to have some privacy.
The men file out, the tech first, his face pale and streaked with grime.
Then the two surviving members of the topside unit.
One of them—Luca—clutches his shoulder, blood seeping through his jacket.
The other, a younger guy whose name I don't remember, looks shaken but unharmed.
I turn to Enzo as soon as I see the blood and bark, "Get Silvio here. Now."
Enzo pulls out his phone and makes the call while I move closer to Luca, inspecting the wound.
The bullet tore through the outer edge of his shoulder—it’s messy but not fatal.
He'll need stitches and antibiotics, but he'll survive.
"Sit," I tell him, pointing to a workbench along the wall.
He obeys without argument while I grab a clean rag from a shelf and press it against the wound.
He hisses through his teeth but doesn't pull away.
"Gerard's men were waiting," Luca says. "Someone had to have tipped them off, Boss."
"I know."
"How?"
I don't answer, because I don't have one.
Either Antonelli has someone inside my organization or he's been watching us closer than I realized.
Either option is a problem.
The tech leans against the SUV, his hands shaking.
