The walls around the former military base were high and barely visible in the darkness as they approached them in the car. Only from up close was Dom able to tell that they’d been crafted out of cement blocks, probably with metal scaffolding at the back, and he was sure the wires at the top of the fence weren’t merely for show. There were lamps on both sides of the tall solid metal gate, and he slowed down the car as they approached. There was no one visible between the dark trees all around them, but the moment Domenico stopped a few yards from the gate, it slowly started opening with a rusty creak. It was a lucky coincidence that one of his personas was in the business of dealing with illegal brothels and human cargo, so the contacts who knew Dom as Mr. Adler could vouch for him. Clearly, the references had been enough.