The folder was filled with investigation files dating back six years ago—secret transactions, unauthorized psyops, records of Russo’s deals getting compromised, and countless attacks on their businesses. And all of it was being traced back to me.
I was starting to think I was the idiot and not Dominic.
There was only one person who could’ve hidden something this big from me, and I was boiling with rage just thinking about making him pay.
“Don’t get too worked up yet. We’re just getting to the best part.”
He showed me another file, this one detailing Talia’s activities over the past five years. Subtle, but there were clear signs of her involvement in each incident linked to Salvatori. Not only that, but the missing Salvatori funds were being funneled straight into her pockets.
“That swine bitch!”
“I know, right?” Fox’s voice took on a jubilant tone. “Here’s the kicker—Talia’s been missing for the last 24 hours, and Don Russo’s been tearing through every city trying to find her. But guess what? I caught her on CCTV last night.”
“Where was she?”