Dominick's POV
"So this is where Albert is staying now," I said, nodding at the building. It was a portable glass house with a lake view, serene and secluded.
"How long until your father finds him?" Luna sighed, worry evident in her voice.
"Let's hope he doesn't. Come on, let's go." I took Luna's hand, and we strode inside while my men waited outside.
"Dominick, Luna, you're both welcome," Albert greeted us from the sofa. Unlike the last time we saw him at the cabin, he looked more refreshed and luxurious for someone who was supposed to be dead. "Come on, take a seat, please." He motioned to the couch.
We sat down, and I noticed his tense posture. "Albert, we need answers," I said, cutting straight to the point. "Why did you call us here?"
Albert leaned back, his expression turning serious. "I have information that can change everything. Your father and Angelo's plans go deeper than you think."
Luna's eyes widened. "What do you mean?"
