~Lorenzo POV~
As I watch Isabella and Frank go up the stairs, my heart broke for her, but I knew that this situation was going to be a fast-moving operation and I could not have a heart-stricken wife be out there causing more chaos and confusion then needed, distracting us from our mission. I had to keep Isabella sideline, and I knew that was going to be easier said than done.
It dawned on me that I was sounding more and more like Victor, and my heart ached as I could not imagine him not being around. I pray that my indeed “psychopath” brother has not done anything to him. My gut told me that Victor was alive, but I could not be certain that this will remain so. Each passing time we do not get Victor back meant the real possibility of him never coming back. Tony came toward me, pulling m
