The dim light flickered in the small room, the only sound in there was the faint one of the old air conditioner struggling against the summer heat. Lucas sat in the corner, his eyes focused on the man bound to the chair before him. Sweat dripped down the man’s face, his breathing was shallow and quick, and his eyes scanned around the place looking for any tiny opportunity to get away.
Matteo’s text had come in just as Valentina had fallen asleep, that he found the guy, the mastermind himself, and no matter how much Lucas wanted to be in the room when val wakes up, he had to finish this tonight. He'd come to know her as a very curious person, a weird trait for a lady that carried herself with grace, and he liked that about her it's not everyday you see someone who makes you want to be you
