~VINCENZO~
The road winds like a serpent beneath the tires of the bulletproof van, the silence between us heavy with fury.
I can't breathe properly.
My heart is pounding so hard, it feels like it's about to crack through my ribs. My jaw clenches.
My fists are white around the gun in my lap.
“Drive faster,’’ I snap at Riccardo.
“We're almost there,” he growls, foot slamming harder on the pedal. “I swear if Giacomo touched her….”
“I'll f*****g rip him apart,” Nico mutters from the back seat, his voice low and deadly.
I stare down at the tracker blinking on my screen.
She's here.
She's close.
The GPS tracker leads us to an estate tucked far from the main city, surrounded by high walls and guarded gates.
Riccardo kills the headlights as we approach the last turn. “That’s the house
