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“I just realized the hour in Dubai. I hope I didn’t wake you,” Nemesis said when I answered her call.

“Not at all.”

“Is everything all right?”

“Yes. Fine. Everything’s fine.”

“I see.”

“You don’t,” I snapped, immediately regretting it.

“Very well, I don’t.”

“I apologize.”

“Accepted. Now, I’ve called with an update.”

“Right. Go ahead.”

“While Decker has reached a dead-end tracking who Godwin was speaking with, he was able to determine the call’s origin.”

“Where?”

“Tropea.”

“In Calabria?” I gasped.

“That’s right.”

“The ‘Ndrangheta’s base is in Calabria.”

“Yes, Verity. Your theory about who’s behind FDI-Italia-ndr’s assets is proving correct or at least likely. Are you ready to go from the flame into the fire?”

As she spoke the words, I watched Zeppelin stalk in my direction. “I am.”

“Good. Talk it over with Zeppelin, and let me know how you’d like to proceed. My thinking is that rather than returning to Shere, you should go to Southern Italy.”

Naked, like me, he stood close enough for my hardened nipples to brush against his powerful pecs as our eyes bored into each other’s, close enough that he could hear every word Nemesis uttered.

“Agreed,” I said.

“New identities?”

“Yes, please.”

“Same cover?”

Zeppelin nodded.

“Yes.”

“Reaper and Macht will go with you, of course. Would you like for me to arrange additional support? Poseidon could send Fucile and Sognatrice from the Maltese task force to meet you in Tropea.”

Zeppelin nodded a second time.

“That will be appreciated.”

“Very well. I’ll get back to you in the morning with the arrangements.”

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