(Luca)
The room slowly emptied as the last of my men shut the heavy door behind him, leaving me alone with Alessio and Vincenzo. There was still tension in the air from the briefing earlier …..it was a tension I didn’t bother to dispel. Tension made me think better.
I moved to the window which overlooked the courtyard with my hands folded behind my back. I needed a plan.
“Whoever sent them,” I said quietly, “wasn’t after her art. They wanted a message delivered.”
“They wanted her,” Vincenzo corrected. His jaw clenched as his dark eyes sharpened. I didn’t like it one bit, he was getting too concerned. “And they were close. Too close.”
I hated how true that was.
Alessio stepped forward with a phone in his left hand. “There’s more, Don.” He said pushing the phone in my direction.
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