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Location: Florence – Santa Clara Convent
Nico moved like a shadow, Domenico at his side despite cracked ribs and bruised pride.
The convent loomed silent in the pre-dawn fog. White stone. Iron gates. Sacred stillness.
Inside, Sister Maria led them through candlelit halls. "She doesn't know the danger," she whispered. "We kept it from her."
Nico stepped into the small room—and froze.
His mother, hair streaked with silver, sat in prayer, tears already in her eyes.
"I always knew this life would come back for you," she said softly. "But I didn't think it would come for me."
Gunshots cracked in the courtyard. Domenico spun.
"They found us!"
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Meanwhile – Rome, Parliament District
Isabella, now in a dark pantsuit and steel-gray coat, walked into Senator Bianchi's office unannounced. Two guards tried to stop her—Allegra dropped them both.
"Isabella," the senator began, rising.
She laid a thick dossier on his desk. "Every deal you made with Ricci. Every bank account. Every blackmail tape."
"You can't prove—"
"Already have. And I've given copies to three journalists, a Vatican contact, and your wife."
He went pale.
"Now," she said, "you'll disappear. Or your entire lineage will end with a corruption trial and a bullet."
She turned on her heel, coat whipping like a blade.
Allegra smirked. "One down."
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Back on the Yacht – The Ionian Sea
Costanzo stood at the railing, watching the coast shrink behind them. Ricci laughed from the dining table, drinking deep.
"You see? She lashes out. But she's not strategic. Not like us."
Costanzo didn't speak.
Because inside his coat was a USB Isabella had once slipped him—one he never gave Ricci.
Because in his heart, he'd already chosen the winning side.
And it wasn't the past.
It was the fire rising to reclaim the future.
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Back in Florence – Shootout at the Convent
Nico shielded his mother as Domenico fired through stained glass. The nuns ducked behind pews, silent and terrified.
Then came a roar.
A bike slammed through the front gates—Gianna, back from exile, riding hard, guns blazing.
She shouted, "Told you I'd find my way home!"
Nico pulled his mother into the hallway. Domenico lit a Molotov. The flames bought them seconds—enough to run, enough to breathe.
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Final Scene – Isabella's New Command Center
Back in Rome, Isabella added three red pins to a growing map—each one a toppled politician, banker, or arms broker.
She looked to Allegra.
"We take everything Ricci built. And we poison it."
Gianna's voice crackled through the radio. "Florence team is safe. DeLuca's mom secured. Minimal losses."
Isabella smiled, but there was no warmth in it.
"Now," she whispered, "we take his family next."