Chapter 35 - SPAIN

Luca's POV

The cigarette smoke filled the air, a swirling cloud that seemed to mimic the chaos in my mind. As I inhaled, a strange feeling washed over me, a prickle of unease that I couldn't ignore. I had a feeling that Dmitri knew where I was. Maybe some of his men were on their way. I was psychic sometimes, a weird sixth sense that had saved me more than once.

I didn’t want to cause a scene at the hotel. I decided to pick up my things and leave. I got inside my car and drove to a more secluded area. There was an abandoned house, a place I had been to before. It was perfect for hiding, for waiting.

I arrived at the house, a crumbling, ramshackle structure that had seen better days. But it was quiet, hidden away from prying eyes. I could disappear here, wait for them to come to me.

I waited patiently, listening for any sound, any hint of movement. It was a game of cat and mouse, and I was the mouse, waiting for the cat to make its move. The tension was thick, almost suffocating