Chapter 6 - Unlikely Partnership
Dante watched Emily's focused expression, realizing her analytical mind was sharper than any of his capos. "Who runs the dock union?" he asked, leaning back in his chair.
"Marcus Vance," Emily replied without hesitation, flipping to the personnel appendix. "He's been skimming two percent off every container since the merger three years ago."
The realization hit Dante like a physical blow because Marcus Vance was supposed to be his most loyal lieutenant. Sal Genovese hadn't acted alone; he was merely the fall guy for a much larger internal coup orchestrated by Vance.
"We need to audit the docks personally," Dante said, standing up with a swiftness that made his guards tense up outside.
Emily checked her watch and groaned aloud. "If we go down to the docks, I'm going to miss my yoga class, and my lower back is already screaming at me."
"Cancel your yoga class," Dante said, a faint grin tugging at his lips. "I'll double your bonus for this month."
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Emily paused, calculating the financial impact on her brother's care facility. "Triple it, and I'll bring the heavy-duty stapler."
Dante let out another short, genuine laugh that echoed off the glass walls, making the guards outside peer through the glass in sheer bewilderment. They left the 42nd floor behind, stepping into the armored town car waiting in the underground garage.
