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Chapter 2 - Shadows in the Ledger

By 8:00 AM the next morning, the private study on the second floor of the Romano estate looked less like a room and more like a war command center.

Alessio sat behind a massive mahogany desk, a cold cup of black coffee untouched at his elbow. Standing across from him was Dominic, his towering underboss, whose knuckles were still bruised from a collection run in the city the night before. Spread across the desk were printed documents, medical records, and surveillance stills.

"She checks out, Boss," Dominic said, tossing a manila folder onto the blotter. "And she checks out too well. That's what worries me."

Alessio picked up a crisp piece of paper detailing Fiona's employment history at Chicago General Hospital. "Her nursing license was revoked eighteen months ago. Why?"

"Internal affairs caught a dirty narcotics detective named Marcus Vance stealing fentanyl from the ER lockup," Dominic explained, leaning his weight against the bookshelf. "Vance pinned the missing logs on Fiona. She took a plea deal to avoid prison time. Disgraced, broke, blacklisted. That’s why she took a job hiding out in a mob mansion in Lake Forest. She had nowhere else to go."

Alessio’s jaw tightened. He knew how the system worked. Cops were often the biggest criminals in the city, using badges as shields to ruin innocent lives. "Did Vance touch her?"

Dominic raised an eyebrow. "Word on the street is they were dating for a year before he threw her under the bus. Beat her up a few times, too, according to a nurse friend of hers we quietly questioned down at the county hospital."

The temperature in the study plummeted. Alessio didn't say a word, but the dark, murderous glint in his obsidian eyes made even Dominic shift uncomfortably. When Alessio was angry, he didn't shout. He calculated.

"Find Marcus Vance," Alessio said softly, his voice barely above a whisper.

"Boss?"

"Find him. Bring him to the south-side warehouse. Don't hurt him too much yet—I want to have a conversation with him about workplace accountability."

"Consider it done," Dominic grinned, a grim, humorless expression. "What about the nanny? After last night... you still trust her with Leo?"

Alessio stood up, walking to the floor-to-ceiling window that overlooked the misty Lake Michigan shoreline. "She had a gun pointed straight between her eyes, Dominic. She didn't blink. She didn't beg for her life. She looked past the barrel to save my son. You can't fake that kind of grit."

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