Chapter 6 - Confronting the Syndicate Board Members
Across town in an opulent penthouse overlooking the Seine, three senior syndicate bosses gathered around a mahogany table.
Victor Vance swirled amber liquid in a crystal glass, his aging face twisted into a scowl of mounting irritation.
“Dante left the restaurant with a waitress carrying a baby,” a junior enforcer reported nervously from the doorway.
“Find out who that woman is and why Dante suddenly abandoned his dinner with the Italian delegates,” Victor ordered coldly.
“We tried, sir, but Dante’s private security locked down the entire district surrounding his brownstone,” the enforcer replied.
Victor slammed his glass onto the table, shattering the crystal and sending liquor spilling across the polished wood.
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“If Dante discovers the truth about what happened to his brother in Marseille, our entire operation collapses,” Victor snarled.
He picked up his encrypted burner phone, dialing a number that connected directly to a hit squad operating in the city.
