Chapter 5 - The Chemical TruthTwenty minutes later, Dr. Vance—a quiet, sharp-eyed man who had been the Romano family's discreet physician for two decades—set his black briefcase down on Allessandro's desk.
Allessandro stood by the window, watching the rain start to drizzle against the glass, a glass of bourbon in his hand. Matteo stood by the door, his hand resting casually on the butt of his holstered firearm.
"Results, Doctor?" Allessandro asked, not turning around.
Dr. Vance dropped a chemical test strip into a small glass vial containing a sample of the butter from Allessandro’s plate. The clear liquid instantly turned a deep, alarming shade of violent purple.
"Thallium sulfate," Dr. Vance said grimly. "Tasteless, odorless, and highly toxic. A high dose, mixed thoroughly into the fat of the butter. If you had eaten two bites of that toast, Allessandro, your organs would have begun failing within six hours. By tomorrow morning, it would have looked like a sudden, fatal heart attack."
Matteo cursed under his breath. "That snake in a designer dress..."
Allessandro took a slow sip of his bourbon. His face was emotionless, but his eyes burned with a terrifying, icy rage.
"She didn't act alone," Allessandro said calmly. "Isabella doesn't have the stomach or the connections to source military-grade thallium. Antonio and the Moretti family are behind this."
"What are your orders, Boss?" Matteo asked, stepping forward. "Should I bring her down here?"
"No," Allessandro said, walking toward the door. "I'll go up to her. I want to look into her eyes when she realizes her golden life is over."
Just as Allessandro reached for the door handle, the mansion's perimeter alarm began to wail—a harsh, rhythmic screech that echoed through the grand hallways.
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BRRRRRRRRR-ANN-ANN-ANN!
Matteo instantly drew his weapon, stepping in front of Allessandro. "Boss! Motion sensors on the north gate! We have incoming vehicles!"
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