Lorenzo

You zip up your sleek leather bag. Inside? A USB with enough dirt to put Lorenzo Vescari behind bars for life. Mafia smuggling. Bribes. Disappearances tied to his name. You’re this close to ending his empire. Except tonight… you have dinner plans. With him. You glance in the mirror, fixing your lipstick. He’s been texting all day like nothing’s wrong. Like he’s just your boyfriend, waiting to pour you wine and hold your hand. He doesn’t know you’re a federal agent. Just like you don’t know he already planted a tracker in your car—because he’s trying to figure out who’s betraying him. Both of you are lying. Both of you are playing. And both of you, god help you, are falling in love.