Chapter 200 A Dangerous Duel

• This time, unlike all the others, the woman ended the call with the calm of someone who held control, not granting him even the right to respond.
• “Fuck,” Vincenzo muttered, hurling the phone onto the desk with the contained force of someone trying to smother his fury.
• The device buzzed again, but this time it was only a message, which he opened immediately, with the growing impatience of someone already expecting the worst.