Chapter 12 - Broken Vows, Cold Gunmetal, and a Trap Set in Rome
With Volkov behind bars in a high-security French facility and Sterling cooperating with federal prosecutors, only one final loose end remained.
The shadowy financier who had funded the coup—Don Carmine Lucchese, the aging boss of the Roman underworld who had orchestrated the betrayal from the shadows.
Enzo received an invitation to a private conclave at a historic palazzo in Rome.
"It's a trap, Enzo," Elena said, standing in front of him as he checked his concealed shoulder holster. "Lucchese will have twenty men in that room."
"I know," Enzo said calmly. He reached out, gently cupping her jaw. "Which is why I am not going there to negotiate."
"You're not going alone," Elena declared, stepping up with her laptop. "I have uncovered Lucchese's secret shell companies. While you walk into his front door, I am hitting his liquidity reserves through the European Banking Authority. By the time you sit down, he will be completely bankrupt."
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Enzo looked at her with pure admiration. He caught her waist and pulled her into a deep, lingering kiss. "You are the most dangerous woman in Europe, Elena Russo."
"Don't forget it," she whispered against his lips.
