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He shrugged off his friend’s concern and moved to the open door

‘Did you bring what I asked for?’ he asked

Romeo nodded ‘Sì All three files are on the laptop’

Zaccheo slid onto the plush leather seat Rolasses of Italian-nac

‘Salute,’ Romeo muttered

Zaccheo took the drink without responding, threw back the amber liquid and allowed the scent of power and affluence—the tools he’d need for his plan to succeed—to wash over him

As the low huine whisked him away from the place he’d been forced to call home for over a year, Zaccheo reached for the laptop

Icy rage treo flickered to life His life’s work, alreed and lust for power It was only with Roone under in the months after Zaccheo had been sent to prison for a crime he didn’t commit He drew quiet satisfaction that not only had GWI survived—thanks to Romeo—it had thrived

But his personal reputation had not

He was out now Free to bring those culpable to justice He didn’t plan on resting until every last person responsible for atte to destroy his life paid with the destruction of theirs

Shaking out his hand to rid it of its tremble, he hit the Open key

The inforh Zaccheo knew most of its contents For three months he’d checked and double-checked his sources, ht

He exhaled at the first picture that filled his screen

Oscar Pennington III Distant relative to the royal family Etonian Old, if spent, money Very much part of the establish property portfolio had received a much-needed injection of capital exactly fourteen o when he’d beco—The Spire