(Adriano pov)
“Say that again.”
The guard’s voice shook slightly through the phone.
“Someone followed Miss Melissa into the restroom after class, boss.”
Silence filled the office instantly, deadly silence, the kind that made grown men nervous, the kind that came before violence.
I slowly placed the glass in my hand onto the table beside me, my jaw tightening while Luca, who had been speaking moments ago about shipment routes, immediately stopped talking the second he saw my expression change.
“What happened to him?” I asked quietly.
“We couldn’t catch him,” the guard admitted carefully. “She fought back before we got there.”
That made something dark twist inside my chest immediately, fear, anger and relief all at once.
“Is she hurt?”
“No, boss.”
I closed my eyes briefly, thank G
