The Ricci Estate had never been this quiet.
Not because there was peace.Because everyone inside the mansion knew that something was coming.
For the first time in eighteen years, the name Moretti was about to return.
And this time, it wasn't returning through Jack.It was returning through his daughter.
Aria stood in front of the enormous table inside the war room.The walls were covered with maps.Old photographs.Territory records.Names of former council members.
Financial routes.
And beneath everything...A massive map of the old underworld.
Two territories were marked in red.
MORETTI.
RICCI.
Aria stared at them for several seconds. Then she looked around the room.Rafael stood beside her.Noah was studying a stack of intelligence reports.Marco sat at the head of the table.
