Gabriele’s POV

“Has everything been put in place?” I asked as we made our way to the reception where Demyan was waiting.

“Yes, we got a little delay due to Sara’s situation but we have covered up everything now,” he said.

“Good,” I replied.

We took the stairs at the same pace and descended the room. Demyan was clothed in his usual white long dress shirt as I remembered him wearing ever since I was a child and he visited more often.

“Remember, engage him for as long as possible. I need to read every device on him,” Basilio whispered as we made our way to the man I had...