Late into the night, the master suite became a command center. Stacks of printed financial ledgers, bank routing numbers, and offshore corporate entity trees covered the wide mahogany table. Sofia worked with feverish intensity, her glasses perched on her nose, cross-referencing the Lazarus archives against the transactions from Senator Sterling's personal accounts. Don Luca sat across from her, a cup of black espresso in hand, studying her with an expression…
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