Chapter 66
Night fell over the rocky coast of Sicily, the relentless crashing of the ocean waves masking the suffocating, electric tension inside the villa's subterranean command center. Matteo had urgently assembled the absolute finest cryptographers and intelligence analysts operating within Russo Logistics. By extracting the final, deeply buried fragments of data from Aris's encrypted satellite phone moments before the operative’s death, the tech division uncovered a faint, heavily guarded GPS coordinate. It pointed directly to a nameless, uncharted private island in the turbulent Atlantic Ocean, hundreds of nautical miles off the coast of Lisbon. It was the Ember Consortium's ultimate, impenetrable black site.
"This island is an absolute fortress, Boss," Matteo warned, projecting blurred, high-altitude satellite imagery onto the massive digital monitors. "They are shielded by military-grade thermal radar, automated anti-aircraft batteries, and a private army of hundreds of highly trained mercenaries. We cannot assault from the air or the ocean surface without instantly triggering their early warning systems. The moment the alarms sound, they will execute Elena and dump her body into the sea."
Dante stood with his broad arms crossed, his pale gray eyes analyzing the topography like a seasoned, ruthless general. Experience had taught him that no fortress was completely flawless; every massive wall harbored a fatal blind spot. "We won't attack from the sky, and we won't sail on the surface," Dante commanded, his voice frigid and absolute. "We are going underneath."
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Matteo’s eyes widened in sheer disbelief. "Boss, you mean using a tactical stealth mini-sub? The deep-sea currents in that sector are notoriously lethal; the pressure could crush the hull like a tin can before we even reach the base of the cliffs."
"It is a calculated risk we must take," Dante replied without a microsecond of hesitation. He turned to look at Maya, who was gently rocking a sleeping Hope in the corner of the room. Their eyes met, sharing a profound, unyielding vow. Dante would descend into hell itself, not just to rescue the woman who had given Sophia life, but to eradicate the Ember Consortium permanently, ensuring the safety of his family’s sanctuary forever.
