Chapter 72 Love On The Edge

The remnants of Montero Global loomed like a carcass, the once-glass façade now gaping with jagged edges, skeletal beams standing against the night sky. Diego stood at the center of the ruins, the weight of his past pressing on his chest. Mateo, his oldest friend and once-loyal lieutenant, leaned against a broken desk, arms folded. His sharp eyes studied Diego, but his expression remained unreadable.