Chapter 124: The Puppet Masters

The heavy oak doors of Castillo Alvor swung open with a soft groan, admitting Lorenzo into the opulent dining room. Sunlight streamed through the expansive windows, casting long shadows across the polished marble floor. Tiago, seated at the head of the table, pushed away a half-eaten plate, a satisfied sigh escaping his lips. "Early morning meeting?" Lorenzo inquired, his voice a smooth baritone. Tiago dabbed his mouth with a linen napkin, a faint smirk playing on his lips. "Just some breakfast with a view. Any update?" "News from the warehouse district," Lorenzo replied, his tone neutral. "Tony met with Officer Leao last night." Tiago's smirk faltered for a fleeting moment, a flicker of surprise crossing his features. He recovered quickly, however, a knowing glint replacing the momentary lapse. "Ah, I see," he said, his voice nonchalant. "Interesting development. Did you catch the details of their conversation?" Lorenzo shook his head. "Only that it happened. They were discreet.