We had dropped off the grid for three days and stayed low while Oscar assessed the situation at hand. Before I saw Sienna again, I needed to know we were wrong about the assumptions we had made. It could have been nothing, but my nephew Ugo thought he had spotted someone from our past, and after what happened with the bombing, I couldn’t risk anything else happening, especially with Sienna. Though we had come up emptyhanded, something told me the wolves weren’t far away.
Oscar opened my door while Ugo retrieved my luggage from the trunk.
“Welcome back, Ms. Violetta.” The doorman tipped his hat at me. “I’ll have some hot tea sent up to your room.”
“Thank you.” I didn’t break my stride as I headed to the elevator and pushed the button for second floor.
“I’m good from here.” I took my bag
