Marco DeLuca sat alone in his living room, it is what you may call an average living room. He held a glass of whiskey in his hand and slowly kept turning his hand in a circular motion as the whiskey swirled in the glass. His mind had been on the earlier activities. Adriana’s call earlier had left him unsettled. She had sounded desperate, and urgent, and then she had suddenly terminated their meeting with just a text: Don’t come. It’s not safe.
What did that mean? Was she in danger? Had someone found out about their relationship? The thought of someone finding out about them sent a chill down his spine. Luca can’t find out about them now. Not in this heat, it will only add to his suspicions. Marco knows that at this point, he is considered a possible traitor by his boss, and he is trying s
