The abandoned warehouse continued to be the ominous setting for the impending confrontation between Vittorio Amorielle and Jácomo Grecco. The atmosphere was tense, and the darkness of the night enveloped the place, as if it were about to witness an epic event.

Vittorio approached Jácomo slowly, his gaze determined and his words carefully chosen. “As agreed over the phone, Jácomo. No weapons, no henchmen, just the two of us, in a fair fight.”

Jácomo, with his calm and cold ...