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36: Call me Vincenzo.

"𝒀𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒇𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒓𝒆𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆, 𝒄𝒂𝒑𝒐." Miguel, one of my people, had come into my office to inform me.

I was in my private office located a few feet away from my bedroom. Sitting, smoking, and going over a developing plan to wipe Ricci off the face of the earth once and for all.

Weeds could only sprout for so long before it was time to cut them down.

Aleksandr had informed me via email that Ricci was hidden away somewhere in Moscow along with his trader, Pavlo Melnyk.

I wasn't too worried about them leaving the country because nothing went in or came out of Moscow and nearby Russian cities without Aleksandr's knowledge.

In conclusion, Ricci was trapped until I concocted an agreement with Aleksandr and dragged his ass back to Sicily for his extermination.

Thank the lord that Saturday was just five days away. The sooner I spoke with Aleksandr, the sooner I could send this whole Ricci shit back to the past, where it belonged.

While formulating ideas digitally with Tiago on my computer, Miguel came in unexpectedly, interrupting my call with Tiago. I'd half expected his arrival to be about Renata's surprise. But he had texted me about that over thirty minutes ago.

The grim expression he held immediately told me all I needed to know.

𝗥𝗲𝗾𝘂𝗲𝘀𝘁.

Enzo Romano 𝗻𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 requested for anything. If he asked for something, he expected it before him without so much as a preamble.

Lord knew I'd rather do target practice on myself than speak to that man. I already had enough shit going on. No doubt whatever shit he wanted to rant about would add more to my already overflowing cup of insanity.

Miguel had just left and I was closing up my stuff before I had to go visit Enzo.

I heard the door squeak open as I shut down my computer.

𝐶𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑𝑛'𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑚𝑎𝑛 𝑤𝑎𝑖𝑡 𝑎 𝑓𝑒𝑤 𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑢𝑡𝑒𝑠? 𝐼𝑡'𝑠 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑑𝑦𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑟𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑠𝑒𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑑....𝙪𝙣𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙩𝙪𝙣𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙮.

"Oh, for fuck's sake, Miguel. I'll be out in—"

"Hey, it's me, Renata."

My irritated yelling was cut off by a gentle voice that belonged to a certain sexy someone.

Renata leaned against the door frame, her arms folded across her chest as she cocked a curious eyebrow at me.

"Sorry for the intrusion, the door was already open." She explained. "Is this a bad time? I can come back later if I'm bothering you."