90."Pawns and Betrayals"

POV Andrew

I'm pacing back and forth, trying to figure out a solution to get Emma out of a place I don't even know where it is. I searched every possible location where she could be, but I have no clue.

“He has properties here,” the detective I hired says.

“It makes sense. But that would be such an obvious place to hide. Think about it, I know all of my uncle's and family's properties, hiding in one of those places would be too easy for me. I'd venture to say he must be in a different kind of place,” I said.

“Andrew is right. I believe he's smart, knows how to hide better than we think.”

“He has the De Luca blood. That's the problem,” I pound the table.

“Let's narrow down the radius to a smaller location,” the detective suggested.

I nodded and left the room. Each day away from Emma made me more and more frustrated. It's like every object in the office room becomes a target for my anger. My clenched fist hit the table, sending papers and pens flying, then I hurled books against