Romano's POV

(A few hours later)

I drove the car through the massive gate into the spacious compound, revealing a long driveway that looked like the throat of a beast as I stared ahead. As soon as I entered, men dressed in black stopped me, one of them approaching my window.

“Why are you here?” the man with a scar on his face demanded, his voice devoid of friendliness. His eyes darted around, as if he suspected I might be hiding something dangerous in the car.

“I’m here to see ...