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*Vincenzo* I knocked on the study door gently before pushing it open and stepping inside the fancy room. "Come in and shut the door," Dad told me. Max and Uncle Matteo were deep in conversation, but they stopped when their gaze shifted toward me. "What's up? Is everything okay?" I asked, sensing something was off from their expressions. "Come on in and have a seat," Uncle Matteo said. I sat down across from him, next to Max, while Dad settled on the sofa. "Did you catch the news this morning?" Max asked, and I knew exactly which news he meant. "Yeah, I did," I replied. "We've been trying to track down Santino, but no luck," Uncle Matteo grumbled, wiping a hand over his tired face. "Don't worry. My people are spread out all over the world. They'll find him eventually, and when they