I ducked into a nearby abandoned building, hoping to find shelter from the storm and the man from the Mafia. The building was dark and musty, but it was better than being out in the open.
I huddled in a corner, trying to catch my breath and calm my racing heart. I had no idea what was going to happen to me, but I knew I had to stay strong. I couldn't let them win.
As I sat there, shivering and alone, I heard a noise coming from the other side of the room. I tensed, ready to defend myself if necessary. But what I saw next took me by surprise.
A man stepped out of the shadows, his eyes dark and intense. He was tall and muscular, with a presence that commanded attention. I knew immediately that he was someone important, someone powerful.
"Who are you?" I asked, my voice trembling.
"I'm Luca," he said, his voice smooth and confident. "And I'm here to help you."
I was taken aback. Why would this man, who seemed to be a part of the Mafia, want to help me? I didn't trust him, but I had no other choice. I needed someone on my side.