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More silence fills the air.

“Uh-huh. Yeah. I’ll get it wired over immediately and keep in contact about tonight.”

“Yeah, the app. Yes. Got it. Thanks, Cassius.”

Massi hangs up, then looks at me and Gui. “Cassius is going to get it done tonight.”

“How does that work exactly?” I ask.

“We’ll need to get both of my parents’ phones and download an app Cassius created. He handles the rest.”

“And how exactly do you think we’re going to get their phones without them seeing?” Gui asks.

“The masquerade ball is tonight. They won’t have their phones on them during the event, so we need to do it then.”

“So that’s the plan, then. Get their phones. Download the app. Massi, you’ll question them about this secret they’ve been hiding, then we’ll find out what’s really going on,” I say.

“Seems like a fool-proof plan,” Gui says.

“Yeah, theoretically, it should be fine,” says Massi, then his phone rings. “It’s Gio,” he says, then answers it. “What’s going on, Gio?”

I slide my gaze to Gui, who has a crinkle in his brow as he watches his brother.

“Is everything okay?” Massi says, a hint of urgency to his tone, which has Gui’s and my eyes widening.

“Yeah… Mm-hm… You sure?” Massi says.

There’s silence for a few moments.

“I can get on a plane right now and head back if you need me to.”

Gui mouthsWhat’s happening?to Massi, but he ignores him.

“You’re sure, Gio?”

More silence, besides my heartbeat thrumming in my ears.

“Alright. Call me if you need anything. You say the word and I’ll fly back.”

I glance at Gui, who’s still focused on Massi.

“Okay, good. Thanks, Gio. I’ll talk to you later.” He stuffs his phone back in his pocket. “That was Gio.”

“Yeah, no shit. What the hell happened?” Gui says.

“He said there was an issue with one of the containers we got in.”

“An issue?”

“It was short some… product,” Massi says.

I roll my eyes. “It’s okay. You can talk about your business in front of me. I won’t run away.”

“He said it was missing a crate of guns, but he figured out who took it and was able to get it back.”

“Who the fuck took it?”

“One of our guys broke into the warehouse.”