Chapter 17Dante
Dante kept the drapes closed all morning. He doubted anyone knew where he was, but just in case, he saw no need to draw attention to their window. It was exceptionally bright today and the sunlight still made its way through the fibers of the thick drapes and lit the interior of their rented room.
He peeked outside to see guardians in golden uniforms walking by. They were on edge because of what had happened last night, but they weren’t doing anything about it. That mafia group probably had connections with the guardians. This place wasn’t all that different from Alirie.
A little before noon, Gabriel walked in with two large grocery bags.
“Good morning. Where’s Raphael?” Dante asked.
Gabriel looked at him, confused. “He’s not here?”
“I sent him to meet you. Didn’t you
