C115 A CALL FROM THE HIGHER UPS

Lorenzo Montanari strode out of the office building, his mind preoccupied with the day's meetings. As he reached for his car keys, his phone buzzed in his pocket. Frowning, he pulled it out and glanced at the screen. The message he read made his blood run cold.

His eyes darted around the street, suddenly on high alert. That's when he spotted Marcel approaching the building's entrance