ADRIANO'S POV~
I hadn’t left this f*****g house in days.
The sun could’ve burned the world down outside and I wouldn’t have noticed. I’d been sitting in this same chair, in this godforsaken room that reeked of whiskey, sweat, and desperation. The curtains stayed shut. My phone never left my hand. I hadn’t slept. I couldn’t.
Cassandra was still gone.
And every second without her felt like dying slowly from the inside out.
I’d ripped through every source I had, every mole, every snitch on the payroll. Nothing. The silence was unnatural. Like someone had scrubbed her off the face of the earth. That kind of precision wasn’t random, it was calculated. And there was only one name that kept crawling back to me like a roach I couldn’t kill: Dario.
He’d always been a snake, but this? This was
