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Dante:

For two whole days, I was calling Erica. She would pick her phone. It was Wednesday and I still hadn't heard from her.

I called her again but just like the other times, there was still no reply.

I was starting to get impatient. What was this? I had gotten a call from the police that there was a shooting at one of the intersections. I hadn't been able to look into it.

I was restless and ill at ease. Anger bubbled inside me like a hot cauldron. I had asked Robert to compile a report for me concerning the shooting. He seemed angry about it and went to do it nonetheless. It was easy to tell that he was still on edge about Hazan. I couldn't blame him. I was certainly going to get a talking from him later.

I sighed and felt the fury slowly ebb away. Erica didn't want to talk to me. It was possible that she had even changed her phone and numbers.

Yeah.

That seemed like the most likely case. I was a fool to not have found her house already.

Lorenzo.

The thought of him heated my blood a