The abandoned sulfur refinery of Acerra stood like an industrial skeleton in the barren plains northeast of Naples, surrounded by rusted distillation towers, cracked concrete holding ponds, and overgrown chain-link fencing. Under the pitch-black sky at four o'clock in the morning, thick fog blanketed the ground, smelling of ancient sulfur and winter dampness. Salvatore De Luca crouched behind a collapsed brick transformer station, observing the refinery through night-vision binoculars. Thermal…
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