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VALENTINA
When you’re a hacker working for the Venetian mafia, there aren’t
many opportunities for field missions. It’s mostly desk work—
shoring up our defenses against incursions, accessing people’s
information, that kind of thing. Most of the time, I work out of my home
office. I’ve been here for almost ten years, and I’ve never been out in the
field, not even once.
Today’s the exception.
It’s a bright November day. The sun shines down on us, summer
seemingly reluctant to relinquish its grip on northern Italy. I’m sitting in a car
on the outskirts of Bergamo, palms sweating and nerves on edge, waiting to
get the all-clear from our security chief before I embark on my first field
mission.
I’m here to steal Salvatore Verratti’s computer.
Verratti is the head of the Bergamo Mafia. He seems to have formed an
alliance with a Russia Mafia outfit to smuggle guns through Northern Italy
into France and the UK. This makes no sense. A partnership with the
Russians is the first step on a road that will end with the bratva taking over
Verratti’s territory, and he knows it.
But something’s made him desperate. Either the Russians have something
on him, or he’s broke.
After weeks of searching, I’ve tracked down the location of the Verratti
server to a ramshackle farmhouse just outside Bergamo. The answers I seek
are in there.
Now, I just have to go in and get them.
Andreas, an up-and-coming soldier in the Venice mafia, drums his fingers
impatiently on the steering wheel and gives me a sideways glance. “You look
nervous,” he says. “There’s nothing to worry about. Verratti isn’t there. The
only person in the farmhouse is an old caretaker. My baby sister could take
him, and she’s the same size as you.” He grins. “Maybe I should call Cecelia.
She lives close by and can be here in less than ten minutes.”
“I’m not nervous,” I lie, tamping down my irritation. Andreas is
concerned. His voice isn’t condescending, and he’s not hinting that I’m not
strong enough for this. Not like Dante would. I tap my earpiece. “Leo, what’s
the holdup? It’s almost twelve. Are we good to go?”
Leonardo Cesari, our security chief, answers immediately. “Not yet.”
Every noon, the caretaker leaves to eat lunch at the local pub, and he’s
gone for an hour. That’s our window, and it’s tightening every minute we sit
here. “Why not? We’re ten minutes away from the farmhouse, and I’m going
to need all the time I can get.”
“I have orders to wait,” Leo replies calmly.
“Orders from who? The padrino?”
Leo hesitates for an instant too long before answering my question. I
immediately have a bad feeling about this. If Leo doesn’t want to tell me why
we’re stalled, it means that the order to wait didn’t come from the padrino.
It came from Dante Colonna.
The Broker.
Second-in-command of the Venetian Mafia, my daughter’s uncle (it’s
complicated, okay?) and my personal nemesis.
Ugh.
I’m about to open my mouth and say something cutting and unwise when
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