HUNDRED-TWENTY

Paolo stormed into the room, his anger noticeable, where Janice and Alessia were lounging on the couch. He growled, "Listen up. I've got a job for you two. You're going to find out where Alessandro De Luca is!"

Janice and Alessia exchanged nervous glances, sensing the seriousness of the situation. Janice bit her lower lip, unsure how to respond to her father's sudden anger. "Sandro?" she asked hesitantly. "Why do we need to find him? I thought you only needed the Rose... "

Paolo scowled, "Because the De Luca Villa is deserted, and I have no idea where the hell he's gone off to. Also, the fact that I'll be getting the rose doesn't mean I shouldn't kill my enemy if I got the chance."

Alessia fidgeted, intertwining her fingers as she spoke softly, "Exactly, we don't know where Sandro is either. How are we supposed to find him?"

"That's your problem, not mine," snapped Paolo, his impatience running thin. "I need no questions or protests from you two. Just do as I say. And don't come back