Fabrizio’s POV
The city flies by in a blur of neon lights and shadows, but my mind is fixed on one thing—finding Tabitha. Every second feels like a lifetime, every moment I’m not with her is another moment she’s at their mercy. The thought makes my grip on the steering wheel tighten until my knuckles turn white. The engine roars as I push the car harder, faster, tearing through the streets without hesitation.
Rocco is beside me, silent, knowing better than to say anything. He knows what’s on the line, what’s at stake. We both do. My mind races with every possibility, every lead we’ve followed that’s led to nothing. This can’t be another dead end. I can’t take another minute not knowing where she is.
The phone in my pocket vibrates, breaking the oppressive silence. I snatch it up, my hea
