Chapter 63

By the next morning, security across the whole estate had climbed another notch. A black SUV now sat outside the iron gate, two guards inside cradling long guns, their windows cracked open just enough to show the smoke curling behind the glass. The back wall had been fitted with motion-sensor lights that flared the moment anyone came near. The stairway entrance from the east wing down to the underground garage had a new electronic lock, fingerprint plus passcode, dual authentication. Only my print, Lorenzo's, and Luca's could open it.