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“The type of helicopter they’re using can’t fly more than five hours at a time, and since this is not a helicopter that can refuel midair, they have to go to the fuel station, which is two and a half hours away. However, we don’t want to rule out the rest of the area completely.” Raffaele explained.

“They could already have a truck ready to fill up.” Luca pointed out.

“While it’s possible to have a truck ready to refuel, I doubt Gaetano would take the chances of having one there because it’s one large truck. In case we managed to follow him, the helicopter flying away and the truck being on its way would mess up his hiding place.” Raffaele concluded.

I listened carefully, assessing every possibility.

“How confident are you about it?” I needed them all to be entirely sure. We couldn’t risk being wrong and wasting time, and we certainly couldn’t afford to underestimate Gaetano once again.

“It’s the only explanation. Plus, the radar system did show they flew around this area. Now, we just need to find where exactly. It will be easy enough since we have managed to narrow it down.” Raffaele affirmed.

“Good.” I nodded.

Discussions continued as we crafted a plan. While we could prepare for the worst, Gaetano still held the advantage. We didn’t know this location, and he likely had traps set up in the area.

Despite having the manpower and weapons to take him down, the lack of information about the building posed a significant disadvantage. Without knowing how to navigate and find Althaia and Cara, he could catch us off guard once again.

“We will do our best to find it by satellite, but it will take some time.” Ava replied.

“In the meantime, everyone, get some rest and prepare yourselves.” I instructed.

The room fell silent when the landline phone on my desk rang. I stared at it and let it ring a few times before hitting the speaker.

“Speak.”

“I see you made it out alive. What a shame.” Gaetano’s voice filled the room, and the tension heightened.

My hands clenched into fists on the table at the sound of his laughter. I closed my eyes for a second, forcing my body into a cold zero. I couldn’t let my emotions control me, and I needed my head to be clear.

He had my wife at his mercy—the one person who truly mattered to me. I had to shove every single one of those thoughts away and deal with him the way I knew best.

Painting the city fucking red with his blood.

“Let’s cut the crap and name your demands.” I said, leaning on the desk and faced my men. They all listened intently, staring daggers at the phone.

“Watch your tone with me, boy. I am, after all, the one who can determine the fate of your wife.” Gaetano chuckled.

A slight frown appeared on my face. He knew we got married. He must have picked it up either from hacking her phone or from the comm links we wore at the wedding.

“I don’t like wasting time, Gaetano.” I asserted. My voice was cold and steady. I knew he was playing games, dragging out time to get a reaction out of me.

I wasn’t going to make the same mistakes as before and give him the pleasure of me reacting to his nonsense. He knew what she meant to me, but I knew how to play games as well.

And I fucking always win.

“I guess we shouldn’t waste time. Time is precious, after all.” Gaetano sighed before bursting into laughter. “Hand over all of your weaponry and shipments.”

Now, it was my turn to release a dark chuckle.

“Quite a large demand, Gaetano.”

“In exchange for your wives.”

“Hmm, I see.” I said. He fell silent, not expecting my response. I let him sit in silence for a while before choosing to speak again. “And how do I know they’re alive?” My voice lacked emotion, signaling that I wasn’t bothered.

“You will have to take my word for it.”

I laughed at his answer.

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