Chapter 59

Chapter 59: The Cracks Beneath Control The air inside the deepest chamber of Club Inferno is thick with smoke and quiet menace. Down here, beneath the music and bodies writhing above, the real work happens. The walls are concrete and steel, armored by layers of secrecy. Soft amber lights cast long shadows across the mahogany desk where Luca sits, the weight of the empire he built pressing into his spine. Beside him, Vittorio leans forward, his brow furrowed, his fingers tapping a sharp rhythm against a silver folder filled with encrypted records and blood-drenched figures.