Punishing Arianna

As soon as the car screeched to a halt before Rossa, we got out. Securing my hand in a tight grip, he led us inside the VIP elevator with powerful strides. I, as well as Ron, had a hard time catching up with him.

But that wasn't the issue that bothered me. It was Arianna. It was Robert. It was the dead Vincenzo Zolvesky.

I still had the old photo of that man. I didn't mention it to Syl yet. I was sure he wouldn't like me snooping around Enrique's old room. He was already at the verge of losing control and killing Robert for not uttering a word even after endless torture.

The ex-mayor was harder to crack than I thought. I wondered how could someone value their revenge more than their life.

Maybe when one had nothing to lose.

Now if anyone could tell us about why Robert chose Zolveskys to target even after knowing Vincenzo was dead, it was Arianna. And I wished with everything inside me that he was dead. I didn't want an old Italian mob boss rumored to be dead to come alive and fini