The tranquil peace of the Aeolian cove ended abruptly at dawn when Antonio’s secure satellite frequency chimed on the yacht’s bridge. Dante, wearing dark linen trousers and an unbuttoned shirt, answered the console. His face darkened into an expression of chilling, absolute fury. "Speak, Antonio." "We intercepted Bernardo at the ferry terminal in Messina, Boss," Antonio’s voice crackled through the speaker. "He had three hundred thousand euros in bearer bonds…
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