Chapter 118

Emily's POV

"Come in. Come in," I urged the man who took sharp strides into the house. "Please, come in."

Curiosity gnawed at my insides to hear what he had to say, and I could tell that Florence wasn't any different.

She was beside me in a flash, staring eagerly at the man who was sent by Tony.

"What did my Tony tell you to tell us? Is he alright? Do you know where he is, please?" She asked all at once, shaking his arm.

"I'll explain everything, ma'am," he stated, taking a seat, and we both eagerly mirrored his actions.

"He intentionally let himself get kidnapped for we—his colleagues—to follow his trail and apprehended the culprit. His plan was to find out his hideout and his identity."

Florence let put a large breath of relief, her eyes growing watery with tears again.

"What can we do? Should we come with you?" I asked him, grabbing my bag from the couch, but he stopped me with a raise of his hands.

"No, ma'am. I was sent here by him to make sure that you're safe," he informed. "O