Location: Naples- Abandoned Warehouse
Gianna's brother, Luca Voss, was being held in a warehouse on the outskirts of Naples. Her blood burned with fury, but she kept her focus sharp. This wasn't about revenge -it was about saving the last piece of her past.
Isabella, Nico, and Domenico stood in the shadows, preparing for their move.
"Any word from the inside?" Nico asked, adjusting his tactical vest.
Gianna shook her head. "I have a man on the inside, but the Ricci operation is deep here. They know every move we make."
Isabella glanced at Gianna. "We hit fast. No noise."
Domenico grinned. "No guarantees, but I like it that way."
INSIDE THE WAREHOUSE
Luca was tied to a chair, bloodshot eyes glaring at the men standing guard. He'd been tortured for days - nothing major, but enough to keep him weak.
"You're not getting away with this, you know," Luca spat, his voice hoarse.
The guard just laughed. "Your sister's coming, yeah?
I'm sure she'll be sorry she did".
Suddenly, the door burst open.
Gunfire echoed in the warehouse.
OUTSIDE
"Move!" Nico shouted. "We clear a path to the back.
Gianna, you're up."
The team surged forward. Gunshots rang out Isabella and Nico took down the first few guards with precision. Domenico pushed forward with a brutal efficiency, knocking out two men in the hallway before reaching the holding room.
Gianna followed him in.
"Luca," she called, kneeling beside him.
His eyes flickered open, a grim smile forming on his bloodied lips. "I knew you'd come."
Gianna cut through his restraints, and Luca stood shakily, still weak but alive. "We need to get out. Now."
"Already planned," Gianna said, pulling him to his feet.
IN THE CORRIDOR
The sound of boots pounding against the concrete grew louder. More Ricci soldiers.
"Gianna, move," Isabella barked, covering the rear.
They ran through the labyrinthine corridors, Gianna holding Luca close. The exit was a few doors away when a series of explosions rocked the building.
"Go!" Nico shouted.
They didn't look back.
FINAL SCENE-ESCAPE
The team pushed Luca into a black SUV, with Domenico jumping in the last, just as a hail of bullets riddled the vehicle. Nico slammed the door, and the driver gunned the engine.
As they sped off into the night, Gianna leaned back, breathing deeply.
"Thank you," she whispered, her voice thick with emotion.
Isabella's expression remained unchanged. "We're not done. Ricci's next move is coming soon."