The room was filled with tension as gunshots echoed from outside. Angelo Messina stared at Ellis Barker with seriousness, a silent question in his eyes. The question lingered in the air: “So, was all of this a big trap set by you and Vittorio because of that night?”

Ellis, resolute, denied the hypothesis. “No, Messina, this is only my trap. It's time for you to realize that everything was planned by me.”

“How could you do this alone?” Messina inquired.

With a ...