Nathan’s POV

“I’m sorry, Salvatore,” I said as I made my way to the den. “I don’t want Amelie to hear our conversation.”

“Understandable,” Salvatore replied. “We found him.”

“That didn’t take long,” I praised. “Especially since all we had was a grainy video still.”

“My team is very… experienced, aggressive,” Salvatore paused and said the words precisely.

“So, what’s the scoop?” I asked.

“Evander Frank, 36 years old, part of the elite hire to hit ...