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THE ITALIAN MISSION

THE ITALIAN MISSION

Apologod

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John Bridger and his team are betrayed by their teammate Steve during a heist, which results in his death. Charlie convinces Bridger's daughter to join the team and seek revenge for her father's death

Chapter 1 Freedom's Harsh Light

The clang of the prison gate echoed through the sterile courtyard, a harsh counterpoint to the chirping of unseen birds. Sunlight, sharp and unforgiving, sliced through the grimy air, momentarily blinding Charlie Croker as he stepped out of the concrete cocoon that had been his home for the past five years. The world outside, once a familiar playground of adrenaline and calculated risks, now felt alien. The ceaseless hum of traffic, the cacophony of car horns, the vibrant tapestry of human activity – it all assaulted his senses like a relentless barrage.

He squinted, adjusting to the sudden brightness. Lines, etched deeper by years of frustration and suppressed rage, fanned out from his eyes. His once-youthful face, hardened by prison life, bore the stoic mask of a man who had stared into the abyss and found only his own reflection staring back. The swagger he once possessed was replaced by a coiled tension, a panther caged but not tamed.

A beat-up pickup truck, its faded paint job a mirror to Charlie's mood, idled at the curb. Behind the wheel sat John Bridger, the man who had been more than just a partner; he'd been a mentor, a father figure in a world devoid of genuine affection. John looked older, frailer, with a cough that rattled his chest like a dying engine. The years had left their mark on both of them, but in John's eyes, a spark of defiance still flickered, a testament to the thrill-seeker who lurked beneath the weathered exterior.

"Took you long enough," John rasped, his voice gravelly with disuse. "Thought you might've gotten used to the place."

A ghost of a smile, tinged with bitterness, played on Charlie's lips. "Nah, the food's still lousy." It was a feeble attempt at humor, a bridge built out of nostalgia towards the shared experiences that had once bound them. The silence that followed stretched, thick with unspoken words and unspoken memories.

John fished a crumpled pack of cigarettes from his pocket, offering one to Charlie. He took it, the familiar rasp of the paper a comforting reminder of the world he'd left behind. John lit their cigarettes, the flickering flame momentarily illuminating the worry etched on his face.

"Listen, Charlie," John began, his voice low and urgent. "Got a proposition for you. One last job."

Charlie inhaled deeply, the smoke stinging his throat. The offer hung in the air, heavy with unspoken promises and potential dangers. He knew John – knew his penchant for grand schemes that often teetered on the edge of disaster. Five years in prison had dulled his edge, but not his instincts.

"Let's hear it," he said finally, his voice a low rumble. "But make it good, John. I don't have many of these left."

John leaned forward, his gaze intense. "The San Marco Vault," he said, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. "Full of gold bars recently liberated from the clutches of some trigger-happy Italians. A nice little retirement fund for the both of us."

Charlie eyed John, skepticism etched on his features. "Sounds ambitious, John. How ambitious are we talking?"

John unfolded a map, laying it out on the worn dashboard. It depicted the labyrinthine layout of a Venetian palazzo, its canals shimmering under a midnight moon. In the center, a red circle pulsed with an intensity that sent chills down Charlie's spine. The Venetian Dream – a heist whispered about in hushed tones within the criminal underworld, a daring operation that separated the legends from the fools.

John's cough wracked his body, his face pale and drawn. As the coughing subsided, his eyes met Charlie's, a desperate plea shimmering in their depths. "This is it, Charlie. One last score. A chance to set things right."

Charlie studied the map, his mind a whirlwind of calculations, potential escape routes, and the ever-present awareness of the risks involved. Five years in the joint had dulled his edge, but his instincts were beginning to stir, the familiar thrill of the game coursing through his veins. He couldn't shake the feeling that this wasn't just about the gold, that a deeper motive lay hidden beneath the surface of John's desperation.

"Alright, John," he finally said, his voice firm. "Let's hear the plan."

And so, under the harsh light of freedom, Charlie Croker found himself drawn back into the world he'd sworn to leave behind. The Venetian Dream shimmered before him, a glittering mirage that promised salvation and redemption. But the path to that dream was paved with danger, and the ghosts of the past were waiting to be confronted. The first chapter in a story of retribution had begun.

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