Chapter 13

Anthony swallowed hard as he shifted his gaze to Vincent, who had just settled back into his seat with a serious expression.

“I—I,” he stammered and pressed his lips together.

Vincent’s eyes bore into him. "Relax, Anthony," he said, patting the man's shoulder. "I don’t have anything on you. I just want to know about your relationship with him.”

Anthony exhaled as tension left his body like air from a punctured balloon. The relief in his eyes was palpable—he had thought he was in serious trouble. He didn't want to get on the bad side of his boss. But after hearing Vincent’s words, he realized that his boss wasn’t considering him as the problem.

“Yes, I know him,” Anthony replied, his voice regaining some confidence. “Alessandro Bianchi, He's a business associate. We’ve worked together for years.”

Vincent’s eyes narrowed as he turned to exchange a meaningful look with Luca, silently confirming that Bianca’s intel was right. "What do you know about him?"

"Is there a problem, Mr. Moretti