At the historic Venetian Naval Arsenal, within the fortified dry-dock compound that had built the warships of the Republic for eight centuries, Prince Lorenzo Bellini was reviewing the satellite surveillance logs with the commander of the Carabinieri GIS special operations division. Suddenly, every monitor on the primary tactical console blared with a piercing, continuous high-priority alarm. A scarlet locator beacon began pulsing on the digital nautical chart of the southern…
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