By the time the last cup of coffee had been cleared away, Santiago rose from his chair without another word.
"Let's go."
Mateo and Dante stood immediately.
Moments later, the three men walked out of the mansion together, where a convoy of waiting vehicles was already prepared to take them to the docks, marking the beginning of another long day.
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COASTAL TORRES MENDOZA VILLA
By seven twenty that morning, the coastal villa had already begun to stir.
Golden sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, filling the spacious bedroom with a warm glow as the rhythmic sound of waves drifted in from the open balcony doors.
Luciano was the first to wake up. Lying on his back for a few moments, he blinked sleepily at the unfamiliar ceiling before rubbing a hand across his face, only then remembering that he and Thiago had spent the night at one of the Torres Mendoza family's coastal villas instead staying at the capital.
