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"Then we can't let him hurt her."
"No, we can't," I vow, my jaw set in defiance.
"We need to put a stop to him before he has a chance to even think about harming Rosalie."
"Agreed," Tony nods. "So what's the plan?"
"First and foremost, we need to gather intel. Find out where he is, what he's up to, who he's working with. Then, we take him down from the inside out, using the same tactics he's employed for years. We form a covert
operation - a small, tight-knit crew that knows how to get the job done without raising any suspicions."
"Sounds like a plan, boss. I'll start putting together a list of people we can trust with this."
"Good," I say, my mind racing with the logistics of the operation.
"And while you do that, I'll see if I can find any weak points in Drucci's organization. We need to strike fast and hard, before he has any idea what's coming for him."
"Understood," Tony replies, his expression mirroring my own determination.
As I continue sifting through the chilling details of Hunter Drucci's life, a cold fury builds inside me.
I will never allow this monster to hurt Rosalie or anyone else again.
This is more than just another job; it's personal now.
And I won't rest until Hunter Drucci is either behind bars or six feet under.
"Rosalie," I whisper, my thoughts returning to her as they always do.
"I promise you, I will protect you from this man and his brutality. No matter what the cost."
We haven’t slept in two days.
The sun sinks low in the sky, casting an orange glow on the skyline as Tony and I sit down at my dining table.
Papers, photographs, and maps are spread out before us like pieces of a deadly puzzle.
The shadows in the room grow longer, but neither of us reaches for the light switch.
Our focus remains fixed on the task at hand.
"Alright," Tony begins, adjusting his glasses and rubbing the bridge of his nose.
"We need to plan this operation thoroughly. No mistakes. One wrong move, and Rosalie could be in even graver danger."
I nod, clenching my fists beneath the table. "Agreed. First, we need to gather intel on Drucci's current activities.
His daily routines, the people he associates with, anything that can give us an edge."
"Exactly," Tony replies, pulling out a small notebook from his suit pocket.
"I've already got some leads. Contacts on the inside of Drucci's organization.
But it's going to take time to sort through the information and verify its accuracy."
"Time is something we don't have much of," I say, my impatience growing.
"We need to get the ball rolling on this as soon as possible."
