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The first guard hesitated before answering, "Uh, their name tags said Alex and Jake, sir."
Alex and Jake? I didn't recall any personnel by those names in my security detail. My dread deepened. "Where are they now?"
The second guard replied. "We took over from them. They left when our shift started."
This situation was more alarming than I had initially thought. I had to find out who these mysterious guards were and how they had gained access to my home. I ordered, "Bring me the head of security, now."
Both guards nodded and hurriedly went to carry out my command.
The two guards returned with somber expressions, their faces etched with worry. I could feel the weight of their news even before they spoke a word. Dread settled deep within me, like a heavy stone in my chest.
One of the guards, his voice low and troubled, reported, "Boss, we couldn't find the head of security. He's nowhere to be seen."
I clenched my fists in frustration and anger. This situation was spiraling out of control, and it was becoming clear that there was a traitor within our ranks.
My mind raced, connecting the dots. Who else but Francisco would orchestrate something like this?
I cursed under my breath. The breach of security was not just about photos and documents. What if the infiltrators had been ordered to kidnap Sophia instead of leaving behind that damning parcel? The mere thought made my blood run cold.
I couldn't help but blame myself for being unable to protect Sophia from external threats and internal betrayals. How could I ensure her safety when I couldn't tell who among my trusted men had turned against me?
As anxiety and frustration gnawed at me, I knew I had to act swiftly. I turned to the guards with a firm resolve.
"Double the security around the perimeter of the house. No one gets in or out without my explicit permission," I ordered, my voice carrying a tone that brooked no argument.
They nodded. I couldn't afford to let my guard down. If Sophia and our unborn child were to be protected, drastic measures had to be taken.
I also needed to find the head of security. His absence raised a red flag, and I had to determine whether he was involved or had been compromised. Either way, I couldn't trust anyone until I had solid answers.
With a sense of urgency gnawing, I pulled out my phone and dialed Antonio's number. He was one of the few individuals I trusted implicitly in my organization, the only other person being Leo. He picked up after several rings, his voice low and alert.
"Antonio, we have a problem," I began, my words laced with gravity. "I need you and Leo to come over immediately. There's a traitor in our midst."
Antonio, ever the reliable one, didn't hesitate. He acknowledged my request and assured me they would be there shortly. I hung up, knowing they would arrive as quickly as possible.
Antonio and Leo arrived promptly, and I led them into the living room. Sophia was safely tucked away in her room, and while I longed for the day when she could meet the key people in my life, this was not the time. She had been through enough, discovering the truth about my involvement in the mafia.
I wasted no time explaining the situation, recounting how Sophia had received the package containing those incriminating photos and documents.
It was a grave security breach that left me deeply concerned about the safety of my loved ones, especially Sophia.
As I spoke, the weight of the situation settled on my shoulders, and I couldn't help but feel disheartened. It seemed like my uncle, Francisco, was always one step ahead.
Whether it was trying to usurp my position within the mafia or threatening Sophia's safety, he remained a constant threat.
I turned to Antonio and Leo, my voice firm. "Dobbiamo estirpare i traditori tra noi (We must root out the traitors among us). This breach in our security is unacceptable, and I won't tolerate anyone jeopardizing the safety of those I care about. Sophia needs to be protected at all costs."
The room fell into a tense silence as we contemplated our next moves, knowing we were engaged in a dangerous game with high stakes.
I made another crucial decision as we discussed our plan. "Antonio, Leo, I want you to immediately replace the security personnel at the house with our most trusted men. I can't afford any more lapses in security,soprattutto non con la sicurezza di Sophia in gioco (especially not with Sophia's safety on the line)."
They nodded in agreement, and Antonio assured me, "Consider it done, Matteo. We'll handle the rotation and make sure only our most loyal men guard the premises."
I leaned forward, my expression hardening. "There's one more thing we need to address. Francisco."
Leo spoke first, his voice low and determined. "Matteo, we've got to send a message to Francisco. He's been playing his games for far too long."
I nodded, my jaw clenching with resolve. " He needs a lesson, a reminder that he can't further threaten Sophia or manipulate this situation. We must knock him off his high horse and clarify that we won't bow down to his intimidation."
