*VINCENZO*
The air was thick with tension and the musk of uncertainty as we crashed through the door of Jesse's office, a hurried inkblot scribbled across a canvas of chaos. My mind raced, an unrelenting current of confusion swirling like a storm inside me. Who had chased her out like a moth fleeing the fire? Was Orlando lurking in the shadows, his insidious smile poised to strike? I could almost feel Gustav's heart beating wildly beside me, a frantic echo of my own.
"Boss! What the hell is happening?" he asked, his voice taut like a fraying rope. I could see the sweat beading on his forehead, glistening under the fluorescent lights that flickered like they too sensed the impending doom.
"I don't know!" I shot back, the words escaping with more venom than I intended. God, I hated feeli
