P.O.V: Leone → Ariana

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LEONE

I should’ve known.

The moment Renzo handed me the note scratched in nervous handwriting, a lead about who was behind the shipment burn I should’ve known it was bait.

But I was too angry. Too reckless. Too sick of shadows and secrets.

The night was too quiet.

That should’ve been the first red flag. A place like this cracked warehouse windows, rusted fences, wind slicing through the trees should’ve had noise. Crickets, stray cats, a ...