ISABELLA’S P.O.V.
If Lorenzo thought for a second that I was letting it go, then he was sorely mistaken. I wasn’t going to make the mistake of asking Matteo for help because I knew he would stop Matteo from helping and that was where Dante came in. He was better with a computer than anyone and I knew, and he had no ties with Enzo. He had no reason to reveal my plans not even if asked by Enzo himself.
When we got to the house, Enzo instantly went to find Matteo and I took that opportunity to hide in the privacy of my room. I had Dante’s number but I had never used it before now. My fingers hesitated over the call button. Dante was a shrewd man and it was the equivalent of making a deal with the devil. I knew I shouldn’t but I was convinced that I was right so I let my thumb fall.
It rang
