For a moment, a small smile hovered on Ricci's lips then, but only for a second. His countenance was back to hard and unreadable again.
The two men of the total of five left for the said room following the passageway.
"Franco, call the pilot," Ricci told one of the remaining men. "We're leaving Mexico city today."
The man nodded and moved towards the kitchen area to make the call.
Ricci instructed the other two men to get the cars ready.
Siena watched all of this quietly. Things were going to change definitely, Siena knew, but she had not expected them to stay the same, especially after the shock she got from New York.
But Siena had not envisaged Ricci finding her so soon, so easily.
"How did you find me?" Siena asked Ricci then as the voice of Franco contacting the pilot drifted
