Chapter 3 - The Treacherous Date
Sitting directly across the table from Roman was Celeste.
She was a breathtakingly beautiful woman in her thirties, wearing a stunning midnight-blue evening gown and heavy diamond earrings. Her pale gold hair was styled perfectly. She was Roman’s date for the evening, a woman he had been seeing exclusively for the last two months.
Celeste was smiling, feigning the role of a relaxed, loving partner. But beneath the table, completely out of Roman’s line of sight, she was secretly, absolutely terrified.
Her manicured fingers were trembling violently as she tapped a specific, rhythmic code against her own leg.
She wasn't just nervous. Celeste was a highly embedded traitor. She had been paid three million dollars by a rival cartel to bring Roman to this exact restaurant, sit him at this exact table, and signal the assassins when his private security team was distracted.
Celeste took a slow sip of her expensive wine, trying to mask her panic.
She looked at Roman, assuming the powerful crime lord was completely oblivious to the trap closing in around him.
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"You were saying something about the Hudson property, darling?" Celeste asked smoothly, desperately trying to keep him distracted while the men in gray suits prepared to draw their weapons.
👉 What explosive secret did the waitress write on the receipt?
