Titus’s POV.
It has been five days. Five days and no sight of Leon Matthews. Liam is recovering well. He should be lucky we didn’t do more damage to him and I do feel bad that we got the wrong guy. But hey at least he still has all his fingers and toes, and his life.
I enter Thea’s office formally mom’s. She is working again. Seriously, I’m worried about her. She hasn’t really rested since nonno died. She is running on fumes and will not listen to any of us. Just waves us off that she is ok. But I know if she continues like this, she will collapse.
“Hey sis.” I say as I walk towards the desk. She looks up briefly and I fight the wince. Her eyes look heavy and bloodshot. Her face looks grey. She is a mess.
“Hey.” She sounds so tired, fragile, and just done.
“Hey, when did you last eat?
