Chapter 40

• The raid on Victor’s rally point went off at 2:00 a.m. like a precision blade.
• Leo led from the front again, but this time it felt different. Not desperate survival. Not blind rage. This was calculated. Final.
• Victor had gathered nearly two hundred hardliners in an old meatpacking plant on the industrial edge of the city. They were chanting old family slogans, waving Rossi colors, promising a return to “pure blood” leadership. Victor stood on a makeshift stage like a messiah, promising revenge for the uncle and Valeria, swearing to wipe out the “Moretti bastard” and his pet bodyguard.