Serafina's POV
“He is here,” I whispered while my chest tightened painfully.
“Yes,” Matteo replied while guiding me down the path carefully.
We could not see the dock from this angle, but we did not need to.
The sound told the story.
Vittorio paused halfway down and pulled out his phone.
“He is boarding,” Vittorio murmured while glancing at the small tracking window he had kept open.
My stomach twisted.
“Boarding?” I asked while gripping the railing along the path.
We reached the bottom of the path where a dark vehicle waited with its engine off.
No flashing lights.
No attention.
Just quiet readiness.
Vittorio opened the rear door quickly.
“Get in,” he said while scanning the trees briefly.
I slid into the back seat and Matteo followed immediately, pulling the door shut soft
