LORENZO VINCENT
When Luca pulled into the parking lot, I stepped out and took the car keys from his hand without a word.
He paused behind me.
“Do you need me to do anything else, sir?”
I didn’t even glance at him.
“No.”
My voice came out flat and firm.
Giulia was curled in the passenger seat, already asleep, her head tilted awkwardly, and her lips slightly parted. The sedative was supposed to knock her out for at least an hour.
One hour of peace. One hour of silence.
I leaned in gently, cupping the back of her head and lifting her into my arms. Her body melted against mine, soft and weightless, her breath warm against my neck.
Luca fell in behind me, like my shadow.
“What is it now, Luca?” I muttered, not slowing my pace.
“I wasn’t sure if I should say this, but…”
I shot him a
