Valeria's POV

The distillery was the first thing on my mind, but rushing there immediately would have been the kind of mistake that got people killed.

I had learned enough from standing beside Dante for years to understand that patience was sometimes more valuable than strength. Power did not only belong to the person who attacked first. Sometimes it belonged to the person who waited, watched, and chose the right moment to strike.

If Aurelio believed his man had remained ...