Thomas's intelligence was detailed, precise, and well executed.
"Dante owns a private island near Venice in a fortified compound with twenty-plus trained security operatives. All with military-grade weapons and advanced surveillance."
Luca stated the obvious. "This is a suicide mission."
"Then it's a suicide mission, but Dante dies. That's non-negotiable."
Thomas continued. "I've been planning this for weeks since I escaped prison. I know the layout, the guard rotations, their schedules and the security weaknesses."
"Why didn't you tell me sooner?" I asked him.
"Because I hoped it wouldn't come to this and that the FBI would catch him. I had hoped he'd negotiate or make a mistake. But now-" He looked at me, his eyes hard. "Now we finish what our family started and end the Marvin curse, together."
Our team was small but efficient and deadly.
We had four of Luca's best people, all operators who were former special forces, loyal and skilled.
