Vincenzo Dante Volkov:

“How did it go?” I asked as Venom stepped into my office.

“Good afternoon, Boss. The meeting went well. Oh, and you’ve received an exclusive invitation... from someone,” Venom said, handing me a sealed envelope.

“Hmm. I’ll deal with it later,” I muttered, barely glancing up as I sifted through the documents Little Mouse had sent over.

But concentration was impossible. Being away from my wife gnawed at me. The thought of her made my chest ache ...