Chapter 10 - The Island of LiesThe island was surrounded by cliffs.
We arrived at midnight.
No lights.
No guards.
Too quiet.
That should have warned me.
The moment we stepped onto the shore, explosions erupted.
Ricardo's men scattered.
Victor shouted.
“Trap!”
We ran toward the main building.
Inside, hundreds of files covered the walls.
Photographs of children.
Politicians.
Criminals.
Families.
And one photograph made Elena stop.
Lucia.
But beside her was another baby.
A boy.
Elena stared.
“I had twins.”
I turned toward her.
“What?”
She was crying.
“Lucia wasn't alone.”
Moretti appeared on the balcony.
“You finally understand.”
He explained.
Elena had given birth to twins.
Moretti had taken the boy.
He had spent eight years searching for a way to use both children against us.
“Where is my son?”
Moretti smiled.
“Safe.”
“Where?”
“You'll find him when you stop looking for revenge.”
I stepped forward.
“I don't want revenge.”
He laughed.
“You're lying.”
“No.”
I looked at Elena.
At Lucia.
At the photograph of the boy.
“I want my family.”
Moretti's expression changed.
For the first time, fear appeared in his eyes.
Because he realized something.
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He had underestimated the one thing that could make me stronger than revenge.
Love.
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