Chapter 126

The air was thick with smoke, the haze clinging to the rich, leather furniture and mahogany bookshelves. Behind an antique desk, Sergio sat, the leather of his chair creaking as he leaned back. Enzo and Ville sat before him, each, having a glass of whisky in hand while Alfonso stood at attention beside the desk, his hands clasped behind his back.

"What news, gentlemen?" he asked, his voice low and gravelly.

The men started talking about their various businesses, and operations, as well as the Russian's attack. "We have played around with them for far too long. We need to attack" Enzo said, his tone clipped and precise.

Alfonso pulled up a series of schematics and dossiers on his holographic interface, "We have cut off all of the Russian arms dealers who supply their weaponry and have also destroyed all their safehouses where they have been storing their ill-gotten gains. Our assets identified a weak point in their security perimeters, a point of entry that could be exploited to our