Part 2: The Call That Changed Everything
The basement was dark and damp. The smell of dust and old boxes filled the air. My leg hurt terribly and I could barely move.
The hours passed slowly.
I thought I was completely alone… until I realized my phone was still in my bag.
My hands trembled as I looked at my contact list.
Then I saw a name I hadn’t called in twenty years.
My father.
I had cut ties with him because I wanted a normal life, far away from his dangerous world and his secrets.
But that night, I had no choice.
I called him.
He answered almost immediately.
I explained what had happened: my broken leg, the betrayal, the basement.
He only asked me one thing:
“Where are you?”
I gave him the address.
Ten minutes later, I heard heavy footsteps above me.
The basement door exploded open.
A huge man walked in. It was Marco, my father’s right-hand man. When he saw my leg and my injuries, his face hardened.
He lifted me in his arms and we went upstairs.
Ethan looked at us, completely confused.
I told him calmly:
“This is the man who works for my father.”
Ethan still didn’t understand.
He knew my last name… Romano.
But he had never asked which Romano family.
Part 3: The Fall of an Empire
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