Chapter 45

• Past
• The sky was a deep, foreboding grey, with dark clouds that seemed to swirl and twist in every direction. The rain poured down in sheets, drumming against the roof and walls of the building where Dominic and his team had gathered.
• It was a fitting backdrop for the somber, vengeful mood that had settled over them. Marcello Lombardi's funeral had been a bleak, rain-soaked affair, and now his son and allies were gathered to plan their revenge against the man responsible for his death: Adriano Morano.