2nd detective’s POV.
I had been at Vittorio restaurant for over an hour now. I turned my wrist to check the time. Growing frustrated, my feets began to tap anxiously. This was an exclusive club and it had cost me a fortune to get it, a fortune that must provide access for me. My sources had told me that Mrs Valentino was going to be here, precisely she was supposed to be here about thirty minutes ago. She always came every Wednesday night between 9:30-10:00pm. I turned my wrist to check the time again, it was 10:45pm.
Growing anxious, I took my phone and began scrolling through i********: video reels. Suddenly, I felt the air shift, the club felt quieter and I was forced to raise my head up from my phone; my eyes immediately catching the sight of Mrs Valentino walking in with four huge
