I’ve been pacing for almost half an hour now. My body cannot seem to stay still for any length of time.
Evie had been so pumped up with telling stories that it took her two hours to fall asleep. So now, it’searly morning and she’s out cold.
I keep seeing Lucio sprawled dead in the middle of nowhere surrounded by grinning Polish mafiosos.
I keep imagining them attacking the compound. Taking Evie and me hostage.
I try to turn my head off, but it’s just not shutting down.
And then I hear it: the sound of approaching vehicles.
The windows from my bedroom only offer a view of the backyard. So I run out and downstairs,hoping to find Lucio there with his men.
I spot Adriano first. He looks sweaty and tired, but otherwise no worse for the wear.
“Adriano!” I blurt, moving f
