"I need proof."

Dante was on the phone with the prison warden. Again. For the third time that day.

"Mr. Moretti, I understand your concern, but the autopsy confirmed..."

"I don't care what the autopsy said. I want independent verification. DNA testing. Dental records. Everything." Dante's voice was hard. Unyielding. "Lorenzo Santini has faked his death before. I'm not trusting prison officials to confirm this."

Silence on the other end. Then. "That's... highly unusual."

"So is a man who's escaped custody twice. Survived explosions. Orchestrated operations from behind bars." Dante paced. "I'm sending my own team. Experts.

They'll verify the body is actually Lorenzo. They'll run tests. And until those...