{MICHAEL}
I found it.
The proof I've spent days endlessly searching for.
I scoured the entire city, tore through every possible lead, combed the darkest corners of the internet. And now, finally, it's in my hands.
I hit play on the audio note again.
The decades-old audio crackles with age, but one of the voices commanding the conversation unmistakably belongs to Aldo Cabello—orchestrating the death of his then don's family. His own brother.
Alongside the recording, a trail of receipts tells the rest of the story—money flowing to offshore accounts, then directly to the assassin who killed Gianna's parents. Payments to corrupt cops to stage their deaths as a freak accident and to muddy the details of the case, ensuring the culprit was never found.
Until now.
After scrutinizing every document meticulously to verify nothing's fabricated, I send the payment I bargained for the evidence to an obscure offshore account. Then I download it all onto my phone.
It's time.
