Chapter thirteen

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

My stomach tightened at the sight of the name. Rico Montelli was not just any criminal; he was a high-ranking member of the Montelli crime family, known for their ruthless control over the drug trade in the city. They had their hands in everything from narcotics to extortion, and every cop in the precinct knew better than to undervalue them.

“We’ve got intel,” Harrison said, lowering his voice as if the walls had ears, “that Montelli’s making a major move. We’re talking a huge shipment, high-grade stuff, enough to flood the entire city for months.”

Luca let out a low whistle, finally showing some of the tension he had been holding in. “This is big, Cap. Real big.”

Harrison nodded gravely. “Bigger than you think. We’ve got reason to believe that this shipment is being facilitated by someone on the inside—a mole in our ranks or someone connected to the higher-ups. We’re talking about potential corruption, and if this blows up, it’s going to bring a lot of people dow