Dominic's POV 

　　"And you're quite certain of that?" Luca's voice cut through the thick atmosphere as he leaned back in his chair, one eyebrow raised in that blasé, amused way of his.

　　I responded with a razor-sharp glance. "Do you have a better idea?"

　　Luca laughed and shrugged. "Oh, I don't know. Maybe we should send the spy an engraved invitation to confess? 'Dear Traitor, please, for God's sake, just admit it, so we don't have to spend weeks trying ...