Chapter 23

Rain dripped from the rusted eaves of the warehouse, vanishing on the concrete. Leo huddled in a corner, his soaked suit clinging to his gaunt frame. His fingers traced a photo on his phone screen – Angelina backstage at Milan Fashion Week, adjusting a young model's gown, a gentle smile on her lips he hadn't seen in years. "Sir..." The assistant stood in the warehouse doorway, holding a black umbrella. "The medevac helicopter is ready. You need treatment immediately. Your kidney wounds are infected. If this continues..." Leo looked up slowly. Rain dripped from his hair. His eyes were bloodshot but strangely clear. "No need." His heart felt strangely peaceful, his voice soft. "Compile a full inventory of all my assets. The jewels in the Swiss vault. The Paris apartment. And... that island I bought in Sicily." The assistant's pen hesitated. "Sir, that island... you said it was for..." "Transfer everything to Angelina Crawford." Leo cut him off, coughing violently. Blood