Chapter 4 - Elena Carter Was Alive—and She Had Been Hiding From My Family for Thirty YearsWe found Elena before sunrise.
She was living under another name in a small town outside the city.
When she saw Sofia, she collapsed into her daughter's arms.
Then she saw me.
Her face became pale.
“You're Salvatore's son.”
“Yes.”
She looked toward Sofia.
“I told her never to trust anyone from your family.”
I stepped forward.
“She trusts me.”
Elena looked at the child.
“That is what frightens me.”
She explained everything.
My father had discovered that several members of the Moretti organization were secretly working with an outside syndicate.
They had been laundering money through legitimate businesses.
When my father tried to expose them, he was betrayed.
Marco was involved.
But Marco wasn't the leader.
Someone higher was.
Someone I had known since childhood.
My uncle.
Matteo Moretti.
I hadn't seen him in twenty years.
Everyone believed he had died abroad.
Elena shook her head.
“He never died.”
My stomach tightened.
“Where is he?”
She looked at Sofia.
“He has been inside your organization for years.”
“Who?”
Elena whispered:
“Your accountant.”
I stared.
“Thomas.”
She nodded.
“The man who has controlled your finances for seventeen years.”
I suddenly understood.
Thomas had access to everything.
Money.
Records.
Security payments.
Personnel.
And my daily schedule.
Elena reached into a drawer.
She removed the blue envelope.
“My father gave me this.”
I opened it.
Inside was my father's handwriting.
If Alessandro ever learns the truth, tell him not to trust the person who tells him he is family.
I read it twice.
Then Sofia touched my hand.
“Uncle Alessandro?”
“Yes?”
“Mommy says you're in danger.”
“I know.”
“No.”
She shook her head.
“Bigger danger.”
“What do you mean?”
May you like
She looked at me.
“Someone already put the poison in your room.”
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