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“Her words.”

“And everything else?” Marcello asked.

Atlas looked at him.

“She is prepared to formalize broader immunity for the Cavalho family in exchange for full cooperation, and access to the financial evidence connecting the Coccico cartel to law enforcement and Church officials.”

No one spoke for several seconds. The offer was too large to accept without suspicion.

“A prosecutor doesn’t erase a family’s history because we help her with one convoy,” Raze reminded us.

Atlas sighed. “She isn’t erasing anything. She’s choosing the lesser of two evils.”

“And she chose us?” Tone asked, unconvinced.

“At least with us, she knows what she’s getting. And, ultimately, we want the same thing.”

Archie’s attention flicked toward Tone.

Raze looked down at the maps.

“What’s the catch?”

“We give her everything.”

“The entire drive?”

“A verified copy. All financial records. Names, routes, payments, and every business connected to the operation.”

“What about the original?” Demitri asked.

“It stays with us as security.”

Raze considered that.

“And Adriana?”

The room turned toward me. Marigold shifted in my lap but didn’t wake. Atlas met my eyes.

“Greco will need Adriana’s formal statement once the immediate arrests are complete and security is in place.”

Demitri moved closer.

“What security?”

“Federal protection.”

“No.”

The refusal came quietly.

Raze looked at him.

“Demi.”

“She doesn’t go into witness protection. They can’t be trusted.”

Atlas nodded once.