Lorenzo POV
Anger and fear swirl inside me in equal measure. My body feels like its wound so tight that I'm going to explode. Besides my gritted out directions, Viper and I have been silent as he maneuvers through the city. My phone startles me and I quickly pull it from my pocket. I expect it to be Elio or Marco, but instead it's an unknown number. I know without even answering it, that Sophia Giardano is on the other end of the call.
"Speak," I say when the call connects. "Is that any way to talk to your future wife, Lorenzo," she asks. "Where is Viviana?" I need this b**ch to believe I have no idea where she is taking her. "I didn't call to talk about the wh*re. I called to talk about us," she says. "There is no us, Sophia. In fact soon there will be no you."
A scream from the bac
