Chapter 6 - The Man Vincent Trusted Most Walked Into the Trap
Marco Bellandi was sitting inside an abandoned warehouse when Vincent arrived.
He was tied to a chair.
His face was bruised.
Rafael stood behind him.
Vincent rolled his wheelchair forward.
Marco laughed.
"You finally came."
Vincent studied him.
"You look disappointed."
"I expected you to come with more men."
"I expected you to be smarter."
Marco smiled.
"I always was."
Vincent stopped.
"Did you organize the shooting?"
Marco's smile faded.
"No."
"Don't lie."
"I'm not."
"Then explain."
Marco took a breath.
"The shooting was organized by your uncle."
Vincent went still.
"My uncle is dead."
"No."
"What?"
"Your uncle never died."
Marco leaned forward.
"Your father killed the wrong man."
Vincent stared.
The room seemed to disappear.
Marco continued.
"Your uncle, Adrian Corvino, was the architect behind the trust."
"You expect me to believe this?"
"I don't care what you believe."
Marco smiled.
"I want you to understand why you're in danger."
He explained.
Twenty years earlier, Adrian had created a private financial empire using illegal shipping routes and legitimate investments.
Vincent's father discovered it.
He hid the money.
He changed the beneficiary.
He told Adrian the fortune would belong to Vincent.
Adrian vanished.
But he never stopped watching.
According to Marco, Dominic was working for Adrian.
Arya's father had also been involved.
And Vincent's shooting was designed to force the trust open.
"Why help me?"
Vincent asked.
Marco looked exhausted.
"Because I betrayed your father."
Vincent's expression hardened.
"But I never stopped regretting it."
"How noble."
Marco laughed bitterly.
"You think this is a story about good men and bad men?"
He looked at Tessa.
"It's about survivors."
Tessa stepped forward.
"Where is Adrian?"
Marco's face changed.
"He has someone close to Vincent."
Vincent's blood ran cold.
"Who?"
Marco stared directly at Tessa.
Her face went pale.
"No."
Vincent turned.
"What are you saying?"
Marco said:
"Her sister isn't sick."
Tessa froze.
"My sister?"
"She's being held."
Tessa stepped backward.
Marco continued.
"Adrian forced Tessa to enter this house."
Vincent stared at her.
"Tessa?"
Tears filled her eyes.
"I didn't know."
Marco shook his head.
"She wasn't sent to kill you."
Vincent waited.
"She was sent to find the trust."
Tessa looked at Vincent.
"I'm sorry."
Vincent said nothing.
She continued crying.
"I was told my sister would die if I didn't cooperate."
Marco nodded.
"Adrian had eyes on her from the beginning."
Vincent looked at Tessa.
"Did you ever care about me?"
Her voice broke.
"Yes."
"Was any of it real?"
"All of it."
Marco's expression hardened.
"That's the problem."
A gunshot rang out.
Marco's chair fell backward.
Chaos erupted.
Rafael fired.
Vincent pulled Tessa behind cover.
Men stormed the warehouse.
Tessa screamed.
"Where's my sister?"
Vincent looked at her.
"We're getting her."
He pushed forward through the gunfire.
Rafael found a side exit.
They escaped through the back.
The warehouse burned behind them.
Marco was gone.
For the first time, Vincent understood something.
His enemy wasn't outside his home.
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His enemy had built a web around everyone he loved.
And Tessa was trapped in its center.
