Chapter 94

• The tension in Rafael’s study was palpable, the air heavy with the weight of what he had just discovered. A small USB drive sat on the desk in front of him, its contents looping on the computer screen: a series of emails, transaction logs, and surveillance footage that left no room for doubt. Angelo, the man Rafael had trusted for years, had been feeding information to the Mafia.
• Rafael’s jaw clenched as he leaned back in his chair, his fists tightening. Betrayal was something he knew well, but this cut deeper. Angelo had been more than an ally—he had been a friend, someone Rafael had relied on to protect his family. Now, that trust had been shattered.
• The study door creaked open, and Maya stepped inside, her expression worried. “You’ve been in here for hours. What’s going on?”