I left Gia's late in the afternoon after she assured me she wouldn't leave her room. I'd swiped the card Mr. Xavier gave her after entering it on her phone when she wasn't watching. I had some business with him.
I made the call from my room.
He wasn't happy, but then again, neither was I. I knew I was playing with fire but I didn't care. Matteo Romano had retribution coming. It wasn't an easy argument to win.
“I'll see what I can do, Mr. Brambilla. If it happens, I will not interfere no matter the outcome."
“I'd prefer it that way," I told him.
The call ended. I would bide my time. I owed Mr. Rossi a debt I would never pay. Romano would not get that lucky.
Monday morning, I waited for Gia outside her dorm. Before I left mine, I'd texted her, letting her know I would be waiting, then
